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Best Scour Poems

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The Gift of Words
It’s said that God bestows on us, each and every soul,
A special gift just meant for us, to make our lifetime whole.
How often I have...

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Categories: scour, god, poetry, words, writing,
Form: Dramatic Verse



Premium Member Children of the Divine Wind
Many times the ocean 
has saved Nippon,     pearl of the sea,
an oceanic symbiosis  a speck in a fecund see.
The dikes...

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Categories: scour, history, inspirational, introspection, natural
Form: Free verse
What Is That Taste In My Mouth
No warning.
BOOM!

The taste spread swiftly
around the room.

Eyes scour.
They pinpoint the doom.

A little old lady
Who's big on perfume....

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© Deb Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scour, angst, conflict, environment, grief,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Everything I've Ever Lost
In a box full of everything I’ve ever lost, 
The first thing I’d rummage for is the patience that could’ve led me 
To your open...

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Categories: scour, extended metaphor, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Randomlings 1-34
Randomling 1:  Matthew Macfadyen

I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause...

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Categories: scour, cat, deep, depression, dog,
Form: Verse



Premium Member Sawney Bean, Legend of a Cannibal - Written In Broad Scots Dialect
Thar was nae richt ae laddie sair
wha heft a cave 'side Galloway,
wi' nae jaiken he griftit dare
as he was nae tae lippen tae.

Ill-naitur'd  fishwife...

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Categories: scour, history,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member We'Re Going On a Haggis Hunt
I am a Burn’s Night baby
(named after the Ayrshire bard)
So we’re off to hunt a haggis
locating one is extremely hard

We scour the hills of Scotland
and...

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Categories: scour, birthday, food, fun, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Sister -- a Poem In 2 Parts
I.

End-Cut Prime Rib of Beef,  
Crab-cake, Lobster Tail,
Sea Scallops.

I feel — no — need to, 
eat those foods 
you asked I get you. 

So...

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Categories: scour, bereavement, food, forgiveness, grief,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member The Pooka
The moon is full and white, and chill, this night, 
it cascades past my open window sill, 
and all the color fades to dark from...

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Categories: scour, animal, horror, mythology,
Form: Sonnet
Soon You Will Be Gone, My Stinky Little Pug
I posted this first poem on one of my first days here at Poetry Soup. It’s about my stinky Pug Mugsy. He is almost fourteen...

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© Lu Loo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scour, death, dog, grief, i
Form: Rhyme
When I Ruled the World
I remember when I held the world in these hands
Nothing out of reach as I self proclaimed my power
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost...

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Categories: scour, life, memory, sad,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Two-Faced Tempest
Wind, your double essence is well-known.
Whispered summer breezes you exhale;
Then suddenly you turn.  You surge and wail,
Expelling rage, you bluster or you moan.
Your brute...

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Categories: scour, nature,
Form: Sonnet
The Unicorn Dedicated To Pd For Her Birthday
~The Unicorn~
There is a woman who has a passion
Not for a man and not for a fashion
Her passion is for a horse, a horse with...

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Categories: scour, friendship, bible, bible, horse,
Form: Quatrain
Cabinets of Wonder
Maybe we're all cabinets of wonder.
Maybe we all have cubbies and shelves.
Cubbies where we stash things,
And shelves where we display things.
Things we adore and things...

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Categories: scour, cheer up, dream, happy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member What I Miss
What I miss:

The scents of fancy foods and good intent
The hugs of friends at church and sinners' lament
Foods we share on celebration Sunday, rest in...

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Categories: scour, age, introspection, people, places,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things