Long Scrabbling Poems
Long Scrabbling Poems. Below are the most popular long Scrabbling by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Scrabbling poems by poem length and keyword.
Mystical Song of Trees
PRELUDE.
When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song...
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Categories:
scrabbling, animal, conflict, desire, environment, fairy, grief,
Form:
Free verse
A Different Tune
Everybody is singing a different tune
Everybody is dancing to a different beat
Everybody is praying to a different God
And here I am feeling very sad
I am here, you are there but I have no fear
The politicians...
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Categories:
scrabbling, america, appreciation, christian, community, endurance, faith, growth,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Who Are You
In the Work That Reconnects,
we have a dialogue exercise
in which Person A asks Person B
"Who are you?"
several times over a few minutes,
as it feels right to reprime this exploratory pump;
then person B does the same...
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Categories:
scrabbling, anger, fear, health, humanity, love, nature, political,
Form:
Political Verse
Who Are We
In the Work That Reconnects,
we have a dialogue exercise
in which Person A asks Person B
"Who are you?"
several times over a few minutes,
as it feels right to reprime this exploratory pump;
then person B does the same...
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Categories:
scrabbling, culture, earth, earth day, health, integrity, peace,
Form:
Political Verse
Gigantic Adventure of Rumblevoice and Samuel P
Sixteen hundred full moons ago, RumbleVoice, a giant with a mission, and his mighty spy hawk, Samuel P. were up in the Butter Cup Mountains hunting for a young wild bobcat to bring home to...
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Categories:
scrabbling, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, fantasy,
Form:
Narrative
Illness is
a lonely place.
It's nothing to do with that person
who asked how are you? this morning.
It's to do with staring through
fear-frosted windows
as snow sugar-sifts the street,
watching through dark windows
as firework flowers burst to bloom in a...
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Categories:
scrabbling, life, sick,
Form:
Free verse
Dorian In High Dudgeon
For such a low gudgeon, Dorian in high dudgeon.
The puppet popped atop amid internal turmoil,
Of the Russian, for the Russian and by the Russian,
He spent nearly 3 years trafficking spoils
The puppet popped atop amid internal...
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Categories:
scrabbling, satire, slam, storm,
Form:
Pantoum
Gutter
… scattered jazz,
haunted gnarls of
octupi-night staggering
between semen-splinters of stars
pain-fornicating in
my collective gutter, my disheveled
cells oozing your
black and
softer gold
burning silence
in a heathen writhe between my ears
dancing on the cusp: my dead-zone ecstasy
defiling
corrupting and
seduction-raping the
industry of numbness,
toilet-scream...
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Categories:
scrabbling, love
Form:
Free verse
The Painted Animal
Siempre el rostro de lo bestial
Always the face of the bestial
a creature in fabric
of no more than instinctual
an instinct driven by predators
Knee-jerk reflexes for survival
and so we are this
the painted animal
All morality by some...
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Categories:
scrabbling, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
Ghost Towns Criss Cross Wide World
Information superhighway bumper to binary bumper.
Stark contrast versus deserted macadam thoroughfares.
Magnification rendered visualization coronavirus
alias covid 19 courtesy electron microscopy plus
sundry computer technology yours truly (popeye
Olive Garden variety generic layman) breathtakingly
held spellbound, née utterly transfixed...
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Categories:
scrabbling, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, allegory,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Earth's Operatic Voices
There have been operatic Voices
in my aria love and tragic fear lives,
each one speaking of epic PermaCultural Paradise hopes,
some actively seeking more cooperatively organized habitat,
a student/teacher deep learning few,
green ecoschooled in some polypathic way
To hear...
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Categories:
scrabbling, health, history, mental illness, myth, soulmate, trust,
Form:
Political Verse
Wind Song
“Wind Song”
When the rain came it raised a torrent
music, little by little, raised the levy
light pebbles rolled over one by one
took with them
all their
flotsam and jetsam
leaves ferrying Black Ravens carried on
Brook babbling
listened to...
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Categories:
scrabbling, family, flying, freedom, home, imagery, journey, muse,
Form:
Free verse
Africa Left Behind
Today's headline: Mass vaccination in Africa begins in mid-2021
Wildfires do not pause for water hose, their seething pain not soothed by
a retard, life's full of
pose and repose when fairness reigns, otherwise
it's forfeited to vulgar lust....
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Categories:
scrabbling, america,
Form:
Free verse
Parable of the Talent
Parable of the Talent
Date: Mon, Jan 18 2016 at 6:03 PM
Writing is The Gift
I use to Submit
My Innermost Wits
Bliss
Dark Twists
Through The Eyes of The Prince
Through the Strides In the Abyss
The Cries of the Winds
To Shine...
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Categories:
scrabbling, light, mirror, voyage, , literature,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
scrabbling, assonance, history, humor, language, symbolism, words, writing,
Form:
Free verse
The Round Leather
On one side
One person omitted from a dozen
On the other side
Five added to six persons
Making two over doubles scores
Scrabbling with the round leather with passion
All in the quest for action
But occasionally with a distinct fashion
Separated...
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Categories:
scrabbling, passion, people, sports,
Form:
I do not know?
Saddled With Onus of Penury No More First Plea
Good n plenti riches abound
unreachable to gentle
hermit while aboveground,
human ship of state
fore'er stranded aground
only thru death do him part will
his grievous soul get spirited airbound
chokehold sensation ceased when freedom
against debtor's prison unshackled
humongous human corporeal...
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Categories:
scrabbling, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 1st
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Glacier Days
"Was it worth it?"
at the end of the day
I ask of me.
Glancing back, casting
random nets,
I conclude
nostalgia ain't what it used to be.
I have climbed this far,
from the gentle...
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Categories:
scrabbling, life, mystery, nostalgia, people, places, time, day,
Form:
Blank verse
Water in a Dry Land
A mental landscape of shifting sand dunes.
an intimation that something may be worth writing,
A scrabbling creature crawls bedraggled out from
a saturated darkness.
A Scarab beetles shadow takes hesitant form.
Watch as words ripple above infertile ground,
see how...
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Categories:
scrabbling, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Panic
Just witnessed a nasty incident.
So glad that it’s now over.
My hearts all a flutter as
I’m trying to recover
At the supermarket coffee machine
Standing there on my own
When a nasty accident happened.
A woman fell off of...
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Categories:
scrabbling, fear, humor, irony,
Form:
Rhyme
Return of the King
A scrabbling clawing frenzied roar
Responds to trumpet call
And bleeding hands tear wood and nails
From sanctuary’s cloistered halls
And in that darkened vale of fear
The fearful hordes await
With cries for absolution
As they press toward the gate
With righteous...
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Categories:
scrabbling, love, religiondeath, light, death, grave, light,
Form:
Rhyme
A Song Nobody Knows
A piece of happiness,
A piece of dreams,
I'm scrabbling words,
That’s as sweet as a cream.
You put on the melody,
and I titled it our “remedy”.
The beginning tells our first met,
And,
The ending tells what stage we are at.
To...
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Categories:
scrabbling, 12th grade, romance, romantic, romantic love,
Form:
Rhyme
Scrabbling
Oh, what a poet I could be,
If it wasn't for Babslou93.
Each day new words come thick and fast,
Each one I think I'll make the last,
But no, I can't resist the lure,
I send a stonker right...
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Categories:
scrabbling, games,
Form:
Light Verse
Gratitude For Inspiration
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I officially subscribe to your ingenious wordplay melee today.
Enhancing waves in brains tomorrow, eliminating sorrow this way.
The hot fire you've prescribed heals my painful condition.
Inspiring me with...
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Categories:
scrabbling, dedication, happiness, inspirational, life, on writing and
Form:
Rhyme
Tender Years
When old, I am sure I'll be grey,
retirement a long holiday.
But now, as a lad, life's boring and sad,
when scrabbling about for some pay.
In future, I hope to be wise
with dreams of a generous size.
But...
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Categories:
scrabbling, childhood, depression, growing up,
Form:
Verse