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Washtub Poems - Poems about Washtub


Premium Membercartoon faced father

...the man’s face was bizarre
He looked like a cartoon that had come to life.
I could not stop staring at him during parent teacher conferences
His son, who looked just like him, acted just like him ...
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Categories: washtub, teacher,
Form: Free verse

Two Bammas and a Washtub Bass

...The Mad Hatter wears a cape
velvety smooth and perfect
He walks with a diamond tipped cane
with white and black pateint leather
shoes.
Gold laden braclets and chains
carrys a silk stotch guard ...
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Categories: washtub, anniversary, dance, music, myth,
Form: Ballad



The Color Brown

...Chocolate, horses, barrels, mud
Hair, coats, paint, shoes, rocks, flags, washtub
Dried old leaves with dead flower bud
Brown is with us
In pasture Jersey chews her cud
Near bull's mean cuss...
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Categories: washtub, color,
Form: I do not know?

The Hoe Down Show Down

...The Hoe Down Show Down
Old Grandpa tune his fiddle with pride.
Uncle Joe on the old banjo
Dad he was willing to go on the old washtub.
I had my spoons in my hand ready for the old showdown.
 In ...
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Categories: washtub, dance, music,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberMusical Abc

...Accordion, keyboard for the Highland Fling
Bell, an idiophone in percussion sing

Clarinet, of woodwind joys
Drums, so loud for the noisiest of boys

Ektara, from India the one stringed piece
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Categories: washtub, music
Form: ABC



Memories of Gram's House

...Gram, today we celebrate your birthday, so I decided to write you a poem
To tell how you were like my second mother, and your house, my second home

Many precious memories; my earliest one is sitt...
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Categories: washtub, childhood, family, happiness, life,
Form: Quatrain

Where I'M From

...I am from my daddy's drunken heart, beating so fast as though flung from a 
furious circle of women who are welcoming the men back from the hunt.

I am from my mother's matted eyes.  My mother, a ...
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Categories: washtub, black african american, family,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Reflection on the Important Things