Best Scuffle Poems

presense-
not one of the 5
senses- void
(destroyed)
unemployed due to
lack of necessity.
everywhere i go, they
stare, they see the
stain that's still
there. ears prick,
the mutts begin 
to lick their lips,
take sips of the
sins i drip. dominant
studs, covered in 
mud, smearing me
with their prodding
snouts. but i'm
the b---h, i must 
scratch...

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Under the Iroko tree I sat and pondered
As riotous thoughts held me hostage
Making the thinkable and unthinkable
Engage in brainstorming  scuffle

Under the Iroko tree as I sat and pondered
The gentle breeze caressed my tired skin
Wrestling my heavy eyelids into a deep sleep
And face to face...

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“In a rundown, the runner is in a pickle that could become a rhubarb.” ~ by poet

Rundown.
He's trapped between
bases being pursued
by the fielders who glibly smile
because they know they have the advantage,
to perhaps overtake and tag
the beleaguered runner,
to foil the run.
Rundown.
...

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