Scratch Poems - Poems about Scratch

..."Marionette of Flesh in a Borrowed Dress" - Daniel Henry Rodgers The hourglass, a skeletal jester, mocks in the tomb's chill, Each falling grain an emaciated si......Read the rest...

...Dawn breaks. All nature wakes, and up from the creek waddles three little drakes.. A momma mallard hesitates, time abates. Six guarded peeps cautiously await. Scratch grains form yellow rains.......Read the rest...

...My dad loved that car. It was old and I was young. I got a scratch one day. I almost drove away. With that old car. But then he would be sad. But at least then… He wouldn’t know. Sadly, I di......Read the rest...

...To be sung to the tune of Subterranean Homesick Blues. Davy’s in the basement Working on geometry You’ll see my intent A theorem in development Presh is on the website Hit pause, scratch hea......Read the rest...

...When Darla got a paper cut she went ballistic. Reacted the way others acted if their arm was gnawed off. If someone bumped her she complained for years and years. Every scrape, scratch, and poke w......Read the rest...

...I wrote this at the last minute. You know, the minute before, I raced out the door. I scrawled it out until the paper tore. The thoughts I wanted to convey about another hurried, scrambled day.......Read the rest...

...old newspapers, stacked, saved yellow and crumble with age something significant, lost if touched chemical reaction with mere air maybe once it was there for all to see an element of fame, reco......Read the rest...

...A hands-on workshop was such fun In Montreal today. We made real bagels, all from scratch In a yummy, local way. Our teacher made us feel at home (Makes sense - he lives there, too!) As, pat......Read the rest...

...Itching itching nowhere to scratch Rambling rambling balling the jack Freight car open voices interred The brakeman singing "Turn "Turn "Turn" (Dreamsleep: April, 2024) ......Read the rest...

...Only Human Sleepy seeds and morning breath; Scratch the itch, brush with Crest. Funky smell from my sit down place, I'll have to change, what a waste. Sweaty hands, dirty nails, Showe......Read the rest...

...The sun is shining in the east with petals opening bright, spreading its fragrance into the light and an epiphany of hope resting on the branches swinging from limb to limb while my heart entertains ......Read the rest...

...How to attach a shower curtain... I revisit rather than write from scratch a poem crafted May twenty third two thousand and twenty since the following words apropos and amply serve a duplicat......Read the rest...

...I am in motion toward light beneath a door, Guilt drips from the walls, I am connected, I see you Sitting there, your pathetic self, as his sweat leaves his brow I know what you did, I do not hate......Read the rest...

... Eagle Swift, My Conscience Uplifts Upshifts the Swiftness, It's Blissful, My Soul Drifts Solo Drifter, I Sail The Abyss One with the Quasars, I Scratch Off The Bucket List High Born, I Soa......Read the rest...

...There is a tiger in my kitchen And he’s ’n, ’n, ’n. He says his tail is itch’n, This tiger in my kitchen I run toward the back door, I am not snitch’n But I am a tiny bit fearful of the tiger ......Read the rest...