Best Scoots Poems

Only Leaves

Their numbers are overwhelming
golden and brown transversing my path.
I abandon every one in each step forward.

Green lives, lived,finally 
fallen to the battlefield of my morning walk,
some burning red, the last fire extinguished.

Others are dry and crisp,
burnt toast of maples,
drifting and rolling as Mariah scoots...

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Nanny’s come a-visiting,
We’re playing in the lounge.
Lottie’s on her kiddie car,
Scooting all around

Lost within her tiny world – 
Doesn’t know I’m there – 
Moving all her little toys
To table from the chair.

Reach for toy, put in car,
Climb on car and then
Scoot, scoot, get off car,
Pick...

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I am just finishing my morning meditation when I hear my doorbell ring. It actually sounds more like that buzzing sound you hear if you fry a fat fly on one of those electronic bug swatters. On my way to the door I hope it's...

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Here squats a Black Widow spider,
who sups a swig of sweet cider.
     He spies her there,
     scoots close to share
and sips the hot brew beside 'er.

She darts with aim to devour,
her size gives her lethal power.
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Autopilot tired
broken wings
sore in soaring flight
fluttering, down-spiral 
clouds streaming beyond fog 
drowsy
then, 
three barrel rolls
swirling through silver light
simulcast storm shakes black topsoil
mineral enriched,
vitamins collide,
seep through porous skin
providing synthesized eruptions
cataclysmic spasms drop knowledge undetected by erudition
 
Thick walls wobble, crack, then begin to close in on...

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My ol' memory is hazy
And sometimes things don't seem too real;
But I can still recall the night
That I danced at the Wagon Wheel.

Well, seems I was in a good mood
And was puttin' on quite a show;
Prancin' on top of that slick bar
And yellin' like a...

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As far as Jesus is concerned
Authentic faith
Meaning day-in
Day-out intimacy with Him

Isn’t it difficult to understand
But frequently difficult to do
Faith is in a nutshell
Do not be afraid

Jesus gives this advice to a heart-broken father
He gives the same advice to each of us as well
Day-in
Day-out

Though the word...

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Who am I? I am not Fred Flintstone, nor am I Billy Goat Gruff,
And I am not Will Shakespeare, nor a Scotsman named MacDuff;
I am not Tom, I am not Dick, and surely am not Harry;
Not Goldilocks, not Tiny Tim, nor Mary Quite Contrary;
I am...

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He poked me, he definitely just poked me

Who is this boy?

I'm facing him but he's turned away

Oh how cute he is

Again, he poked me again

Maybe he's flirting...

Perhaps I'm just crazy

But he definitely just poked me

Facing him again, our eyes meet

He isn't shy to hide his...

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[Limerick Sequence]

There's a sparkle of glee in his eyes
when he catches a glimpse of my size;
he scoots my way
to make his play,
but I throw him a look to demise.

My soft body lures him as a flame
and he hopes all demurrals will tame.
His move is quick,
his...

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Me good old mate Henry Hawkins
is prankster intent through and through.
He’ll play those silly practical jokes
on the likes of both me and on you.
But I don’t think that he ever thought,
one alone could give him such remorse,
when a trick he played on his daughter,
gave Henry...

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The bell tips,  it's a fire
Drop it all and leave it there
Peoples lives depend on us
There's no more we need discuss
Slide the pole or down the stair

To prepare ourselves for fire
First thing on is those boots
Then on with the coat
Be sure you zip it...

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LIFE CYCLES BY INCH CRAWINGG CATERPILLAR TO A RADIANT BEAUTIFUL COLORFUL BUTTERFLY

 life cycles by inch
crawling caterpillar grows
by inch life cycles 

crawling inch by inch
 caterpillar spawn scoots on
inching, inching on


 nibbling off leaves
 flowers, grasses, flowers, trees
 now beautiful Butterfly now flies

soaring bright adorn
life...

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For the first time 
since the end of Summer, 
Mr. Nobody wears his socks to bed, 
a sad admission that 
things were going to get worse. 
Can't count on the 
warmth of mother nature's breast 
to keep his mammalian nature intact. 
When he wears his...

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