Best Scarecrows Poems

I, a salty scarecrow, roam the shoreline
          The moon melts soft like butter on the reach
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What has become of me?
Like a madman laughing in the rain,
wandering through fields of barley,
where ghosts whisper my name.

Hesitantly venturing forward,
reluctant to turn back,
loved ones...

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Crisp end of winter morning,
my shovel digs the soil,
turning over weeds and worms,
and watch them twist and coil …
hoe the dirt once more again,
until a...

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pumpkins sit and smile
                scarecrows wave from empty fields
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"Scarecrow"



Worldliness 
in those 
who traverse 
poets’ 
re-edited
edited 
re-edited
thoughts;
semicolan, pause
their notes;
Mark a line
crossed black
on a 
Poet’s cross
caught still 
breeze blowing 
through
tightly tied 
forgotten
Love Knots

See there, 
an...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan

(To: Mittens) 

She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn,
the most beautiful cat on the farm.
(I must keep...

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Trying to hide in conspicuous places
a night on the town in their false, plastic faces.
Sweetly they sweep through magnificent halls,
top-dollar galas and masquerade balls --...

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He cried when he was happy,
He cried while he was sad,
He cried when he felt nothing,
He cried while he was mad.

He cried when he saw...

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It was quite a party at the old Spooks house,
to a spooktactular Samba they bobbed and bounced.
with skeletons banging their big ox-bone drums,
and the pumpkins...

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Burnished gold, aged bronze patinaed by the firelight
singed by sullen Sol, not stayed by Poseidon's hand;
aflame, aflame, tall ships burn, see their masts ignite.

Impenitent, sky...

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New Future Of The
Internet


Cable cost are up
too high
You turned to the
internet and so have
I

My Youtube channel
is the way to go
Now I can even make
video shows

I...

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Upon the ground

(To be sung to the tune of “As Time Goes By” from the movie “Casablanca”) 

In this October mist
I know you must insist
The...

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I love to spend my October afternoons walking ankle-deep in dried, curled leaves.
They cover the back country roads, the forest floor, and my own front...

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Burnished gold, aged bronze patinaed by the firelight
singed by sullen Sol, not stayed by Poseidon's hand;
aflame, aflame, the tall ship burns, see the masts ignite.

Unpenitent...

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God is greater than the crush that caused the crater
The liars that always said, "Not now but certainly later."
The promise of pay to the delivery...

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