Best Scavenging Poems

It began when I was a young girl, oh I did not scavenge,
in the mud or float in the river but I was known to...

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What goes up must come down. 
No colors can define who you are. 
You may own a cart or limousine. 
We'll still reach the end...

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The wood smoke is rising,
there’s a chill in the air,
the valley’s in shadow,
with the pear tree still bare,
but I know by morning,
what the new day...

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I cast these concepts
I cast these kernels
Kernels in my hand
Kernels in the clay
Clay of loam
Clay of words
Words to describe
Words packed
Packed with exegesis
Packed with strength
Strength of...

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                   I

They came on bullock-carts
loaded with gods
...

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The father who loses a son
The lover left all but alone

The child who loses a dog
The clown who loses his nose

The day grandpa fades into...

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I kneel to pray beneath an oak tree’s leaves,
where my journey began.
Broken limbs straggle over a patchy lawn,
a neglected place full of holes, 
shoveled from...

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Unyielding stone, the furniture
au naturel, no dress lace tablecloth
concealing ants scavenging our picnic lunch. Loathe
are we to flick them while they steal our cheese and...

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It can’t be art 

Spun in a windstorm of caustic insisting
Plastered like mud on the walls of Pompeii
Frescos of joy before charcoal was misting
Writing in...

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No Bread.  Why?
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Big round dark eyes staring at forgetfulness.
Eating nothingness, feeling helplessness.
Scavenging the streets for morsels finding...

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Ho! Ho! Ho! It's sure a tight squeeze.
I was able to go down the chimney with ease
and miss the bed of coals.
Mrs. Santa is right;...

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She is an unsung, unaware, unbridled, unsuspecting scene, deep in the woods, lost in time.
Not ventured into by hunter, or explorer for nigh onto thirty...

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What open display of arrogance!
Only fools would dare to chance
Do we know what tomorrow brings, 
Just around and beyond the bend?
This desperation blinds you so,
And...

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Like an explosion of fire 
i shall shatter through the atmosphere
carving my ever burning path 
through the very stars themselves
riding on the milky way 
my...

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The ripples flow steadily then flutter away
The illusion of an impossible feat
The Earth consumes the sun at the end of the day
A beautiful sight, a...

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