Disinfectant Wipes
Disinfectant wipes are
the existing ancestors of
flour.
Categories:
wipes, humor,
Form: Free verse
all of history
upon Jesus handkerchief —
crucifix in red
1/6/2020
Categories:
wipes, christian,
Form: Senryu
Wilderness and wickedness our lives stalk
When one circumstance slips from our wheels
Other unexpected glitches talk
Defeat, nagging at our heels
In an imminent sense of fear
When blues in marriage
Spectres of a tear
Dysfunction assails the carriage
Our life runs without flaw
Diffidence from nowhere sprinkles blues
Prompting our soul to draw
From unseen queues
Conclusions
Imminent defeat
Fed in wads of delusions
Nibble at the feet
That stand on solid ground
To shake and quake
As doubt spins round and round
Insinuating a fake lake
In which swims disaster
Our future to swallow
As debacle prospects faster and faster
Administer a deadly blow
That giggles
Blasting to smithereens our faith
In digit singles
And defeat’s breath
On our neck
On our nape
A few seconds a speck with little respect
Snatched from the very core of our cape
Until we draw water from the wilderness
To whip our way clear
To land us into waters of calmness and happiness
And nip in the bud from our face traces and vases of a tear.
Categories:
wipes, poems,
Form: Free verse
He's scheduled for a colonoscopy
Commode will soon fill with allotropy
Only clear liquid diet
This soon will be a riot
Six wipes sent by a person who's loopy
Inspired by contest...
Written: August 11, 2015
Allotropy..uh-lo-truh-pee...a property of certain elements existing in two or more
distinct forms..There will be many elements in the commode..
Categories:
wipes, funny,
Form: Limerick
It's going to be a happy day, when He wipes my tears away,
I'll shout and I'll sing with Jesus Christ my King.
It will be worth it all, then my problems will seem small,
When He wipes my tears away, I'll be home to stay.
He'll wipe my tears away, He'll stop the pain someday.
When I enter that land so fair, His glory I will share.
It will be a wonderful day, when He wipes my tears away,
I can hardly wait until I get over there.
It won't be very long, and this life will be gone,
I'll step on Heavens shore, crying there will be no more.
All will be joy and rest, because I've stood the test,
He'll wipe my tears away what a glorious morn.
By Charles E. Fitzgerald 03/10/01 Lakeland, Florida
Categories:
wipes, christian,
Form: Rhyme
employer spouts hypes
disgruntling workplace gripes…
disinfectant wipes
Categories:
wipes, social, work
Form: Senryu