Best Scrabble Poems

The pitch the peak of senses piqued
each completely


Let me see

searching my memory 
biking down Laurier
locking eyes with a hawk flying in the opposite lane
is probably...

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You can probably tell I've always been inspired by Slim Shady 
By the way I rhyme words and the fact my pen's crazy
I'm the equivalent...

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Middle child of seven siblings and has had a troubled childhood
It has made me a stronger person, just not easily understood
Had a baby at seventeen...

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"Free Falling"



You have to believe in Magic
to believe in the poetry of You

If you don’t believe in Magic
you are nothing but a black line 

bleeding...

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The fall to the abyss is incendiary by design,
  Burning out and plummeting toward
The bottom of a fjord or the shaft of a mine,
...

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Anne-Lise Andresen-  "Hugs"
Anisha Dutta- "Sweet Lady" 
Beata Agustin- "Spiritual" 
Bill Baker- "Friend from Texas" 
Brandy Nicole- "Whispers & Scribbles" 
Brian Sambourne- "One of my...

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Jehovah's Witness' Door Pamphlets

Pious
Fly-ahs

Catholic Church During Halloween

Scary
Mary

Scrabble Night With Missionaries

Wordy
Clergy

Preacher Owning at Dungeons & Dragons

Master
Pastor

Our Holiness the Dalai Getting a Text From His Ex

Lama
Drama

Sea Anemone...

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This is a verse of new thoughts,
I've invented indoor sports,
Written in a poem of riddles,
Like, "What is Time for Tiddles?"
Why, it's wine with Mahjong,
Those tiles...

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Marry Your Best Friend To Get the Best of Both Worlds

Not many can claim they met their spouse in a battle of wits
much less the...

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June Second at the beach we played scrabble
He protested the use of “ode”
I told him of the “Ode to Billy Joe”

With friends we laughed the...

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I'm allergic to sugar which helps me keep slim
If I eat too much, congestion makes me grim

Never bought lipstick, my lips are naturally dark red
People...

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a poet cries real tears

I am speaking to you
from inside my head
I shake it and out tumbles
words in scrabble pieces
shiny lacquered squares
to build a thought...

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When i died, hush bequeathed the Scrabble Board
The once weighty tomes floated off cramped shelves
Whilst married letters argued midst themselves
Phonics quivered sans the vowel adored

O'...

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We played 
Scrabble until the word Bali came up-
and you were gone.

That night
your pillow
smelled of ocean breezes, coconut and
heliconia.
When you came back-
I want to be...

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Lost your tongue, 
as you fumble to recall the right words to use.
I think of all the words that once flowed so freely,
and where there...

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