Best Scrunch Poems

Jack once had a romantic hunch,
Impressed Jess with a flower bunch,
Invited her to Sunday lunch,
They had grilled steak and nuts to munch,
Tried to kiss her,...

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Take me to the tombstone 
let me touch the gray stone that stands
where life could not
I will put my face to that touchstone of deaf...

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Night Whispers in my ear, promising sweet

Dreams from another world. My eyes lidded

With wonder of images that aren't complete.



My consciousness blurs, I scrunch up my...

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Some people like keeping up with the Joneses
I do not know any Joneses who could keep up with me
So I have elected to keep up...

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Does the all mighty Buddha have it right
on the subject of life as suffering?
I sit here and contemplate, day and night,
scrunch my brain up in...

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margins stimulate and juxtapose
  edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction
  faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly
  how the Sun and Moon...

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They wait in the streets with a bucket and spade
The gardeners waiting for a horse to oblige
First it is the milkman, with bottles a rattling
Then...

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My shoes are glad to be here 
Because they are show offs.
With their crazy psychedelic colors
And their loud look-at-me designs.

My sweatshirt parades in the room
More...

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Autumn, It peeps over summers shoulders
Like a baby over its mothers when  getting bolder
Then tip toes into your day  when your tired
Unannounced not...

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Since the Garden of Eden and Cleopatra,
snakes strike great fear in man
I have it—ophidiophobia---
legless lizards equal repulsion
 
Slithering, sliding as they move
something about friction and...

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She throws her head back 
And let's out from her small mouth
A huge, loud, boisterous, horrific,
But beautiful, rip-roaring, ear-splitting sneeze.

I think to myself
Where can such...

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Let’s do the potato chip boogie
Crunch Crunch. Crunch.
 Twirling with your noogie.
Scrunch. Scrunch. Scrunch.

Shake your chip bag, goodie. 
 Hunch. Hunch. Hunch.
Why eat just one,...

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Oh mighty tree whose leaves look on fire
Vibrant orange, red colours spiralling
like feathers, raising ones hopes and desire
gently with aplomb on the trail falling.

Scrunch is...

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A day in June.
Tuesday.
Week’s worst day!
Twenty to five.

A wintry sun,
Low in the sky,
Casts long shadows,
Emits no warmth.

I’m in a dorp
With tired shops,
Bank and church,
GPO and...

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It began with a replicator
probably in the sea
an insignificant little cray-tor
much tinier than a bee
Didn't have mouth or teeth
or a fancy Latin name
not even a...

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