Itch Poems - Poems about Itch

Half-Skunked Drunks

A truckful of drunks
half-skunked boozers
gun racks in the back
unlucky losers
pulled up to the pumps
for a gallon or two
only high octane
tanked would do
then one had a bad itch
he started to scratch
wanted a smoke
and when he lit a match
the explosion was heard
three miles away
to arrive alive
do what they say
'Don't drink and drive'
and yes it's true
it could ruin

Itch

I itch at night; at night I itch,
Although for pain, I would not switch.
My brain, I guess, contains a glitch
So I can’t sleep without a hitch.

On TV ads I saw a pitch
For medicine – can’t think of which – 
But that idea I chose to ditch
So I’ll get by, but life’s a…..bunch of annoyances!

The Itch She Cannot Scratch

she sits at the bar near chamberlain high school,
her nails chewed to nothing,
a lipstick smear on the rim of her glass.
the men orbit her like moths,
drawn to her heat,
but she keeps her eyes on the jukebox,
fingers twitching against
the lacquered wood.

there’s something inside her—
a scream buried too deep
or a wound sewn too tight.
she scratches at the

Itch

Itch

Does A Squirrel
Know It's A Squirrel?

***

First of All: 
Why Would That
Be My Name?

I Like It,
But It's 
Ridiculous,
Random.

Characterized
By Bias That's
Required For
Words to Have
Any
Meaning
At
All.

***

Does Your Experience Convey
Enough 
To Hear What I Say?

***

Their Greatest Fault
Is Nobody's Fault.

***

Now...
Skitter Away.

-Gray Squirrel

09-17-2024

To Pitch a B itch

I often post my poems “A I” - (AS IS)
Spelchek uses “R”s  and I don’t
We us “H’s” instead
(we paahk R caahs in Haavaad yaad)
We’ve been known
To pitch a B itch 
Mostly about those F-N Yankees
We “gawk at visitors from New Yawk”
We eat “bay gulls” for breakfast
Sprinkle “jimmies” on our ice cream
Buy our booze at

Unscratched itch

I have a weakness for golden blond hair,
and light shade of blue in mascara eyes,
that new recruit in office next door,
I brushed past her as I came up a floor,
and she is got them, she is got them,
She has bloody got them… all of them!!
four decades into life, still out for a mate,
with a good

Unscratched itch

my brain says to itch
I meditate not to itch 
mind over matter

the longer I don't
my mind is a raging mess 
mind over matter

I cave in to itch 
I scratch and scratch and scratch - awe 
mind over matter

12-22-23
Edward Ibeh contest

Unscratched Itch

If people have some sort of yearning, dissatisfaction or some itch that hasn't been scratched, it might be because they aren't looking in the right direction for a solution. They aren't looking within.     ~ Russell Brand


Sometimes I need to make a switch
when things go awry, like a glitch
causing worry and makes

Unscratched Itch

Folks of the suburbs sting thy heart
Tongues of mosquitos suck thy soul
Stories leak no finish nor start

The histamine I can’t control 
Spreads out from cranium to my toe.
All lips kiss thy cheek for one goal.

Pictures they sow just come and go
If I did not give two sharp pins
Yet, I do. Must go with the flow

Threw

Unscratched Itch

Like uncared unfulfilled wishes creeping to the fore
Irresistible! Impossible, yet? Dilemmatic?
Shy about removing the robe that might reveal the core 
Could the cut be covered with the costliest cosmetic?

Disgruntled, like a lion brooding over a lost prey
This itch turns into karma leading to endless rebirth 
It becomes the root of my yokes on which I

UNSCRATCHED ITCH

UNSCRATCHED ITCH

It is a desperate need, an unscratched itch
I must walk away and just forget the past
Like playing roulette and hoping to get rich
But it is a different kind of die that’s cast
Be it odd or even, and I don’t care which
Just ensure that one’s new life can be a blast
I cannot be left with

Scratch the Itch

Illustrious 
Phantom
You chase 
My desire 
For satisfaction
As I chase you
Hither and thither
Like the rainbow's end
Always just out of reach
Escalating intensity or just
A trick of the cruel mind
Dancing across my skin
Infiltrating my sanity
As a ghostly feather 
Until I find your 
Illusive hiding
Place
Ahh

My Teeth Itch

When you kiss me
Like you love me
It makes my teeth itch
Palms rattle with the force
Of a hurricane
In your childhood room
Shoelaces knotted
Like a noose
Around my brain.

Selfee

Tourists in new shoes
Looking for the blues of news
Every one a David Bailey
Selfie mad and share me crazy
Man and woman dog and 
Have , you , scratched that selfie itch?

The Itch To Bring Off a Crime

Let me my audience a bit corrupt,
My peaceful society dare disrupt,
Protests by The Righteous erupt
From fears one might The Taught adopt!

If the itch is to bring off crime,
Then feel this other itch of Time;
I tell you vital 'timing crime'
You become slippery like slime
And doubly able to peaks climb,
Never at the mercy of clime...

Rogues who time

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