Long Scrawls Poems
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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart, was merely known as, Robert Frost. Frost's...
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Categories:
scrawls, confusion, death of a friend, emotions, forgiveness,
Form:
Narrative
A Hunger Unfed
"Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say the least, so when...
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Categories:
scrawls, brother, depression, friendship, hurt, missing, poems, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Nuts in the Soup
I wrote these lines 7 years ago, slightly edited today.
Perhaps they have more meaning now than they did then.
"There are so many nuts in the soup!"
That's what I hear and see and it's...
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Categories:
scrawls, how i feel,
Form:
Rhyme
In Response To My First Poem - For Contest
'The Journey'
Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.
The trains,
the tracks,
the rush, the haste.
The sweeties and toffees,
newspapers and coffees,
Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,
The people who come and the people who go
and the Taxis that wait, as...
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Categories:
scrawls, journey, travel,
Form:
I do not know?
Nuts In the Soup
"Nuts are in the soup!"
That's what I've heard: not so absurd
Some add a pinch of spice now and then,
from wit and the sharpened nib of a pen.
Nutty little writers who like to fill
the soup...
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Categories:
scrawls, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme
Bad Poetry
I've spent so much time trying to write a good poem, that I've ignored the possibility of
BAD POETRY.
Bad poetry,
the soul speaks in cat-whispers,
I meow one back,
The garden bleeds living colour,
I sprout something too, words,
and if...
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Categories:
scrawls, on writing and words, school, me, lost,
Form:
I do not know?
Intrusive Thoughts
Written: June 07, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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The Phantom Choir
In the quiescence of last Sunday,
Prophecy heralded the hour past two,
I heard...
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Categories:
scrawls, bereavement, hope,
Form:
Rhyme
A Silent Song
"A Silent Song"
Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Blessed or cursed
Morning shave
Coffee please
Write a verse
Remembers last night’s dream
Grabs a napkin, spills his spleen
Shoves it in his pocket
Walks to work
Sits at his desk
Carries on as usual
Chats on with...
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Categories:
scrawls, imagery, romance, romantic, romantic love,
Form:
Romanticism
Opposites Subtract
A single tear swerved the curve of cheek
dragging mascara behind like sorrow lingers
and heavy breath exhales
as if they cost too much
she scrawls out words with
ferocity and intent
weaving their magic to strangle his hold
to...
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Categories:
scrawls, lovewriting, lonely, love, writing,
Form:
I do not know?
Moments
When your dancing without care of being caught
that smile when you think of something that you
and the inner you find F------------------Y spelled funnily
---------------------------------U- -----------L
----------------------------------- -N------E
----------------------------------- -----N
When you stop the tears when none...
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Categories:
scrawls, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Luna
Since it was Sunday in late December
the sun perched softly behind a dark
swirl - and the distant dust
turned the last ray from red to pink
well before the dainty fingers
of her small hands could count to...
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Categories:
scrawls, dream, happiness, life, love, relationship, romantic, winter,
Form:
Free verse
Whispers Skyline
Written: May 20, 2024
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Siren stunningly sprung a sanguine sway
sailboat sheaths spread, and storms swell
splendid summer shorelines spike
summertime spousal...
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Categories:
scrawls, solitude, summer,
Form:
Alliteration
I Dream of Steam
The 'tock', 'tock', 'tock' of the station clock,
the clickety clack of the board.
Telling the time and destinations
but no one to cry 'All aboard!'
The 'bang', 'bang', 'bang' of the carriage doors,
the shrill...
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Categories:
scrawls, nostalgia, travel,
Form:
Rhyme
In Memory
my father is no longer here
but I still have memories
like the letters from his high school buddies
in the armed forces
at the tail end of World War 2.
these letters, thankfully, were saved by my grandmother
he...
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Categories:
scrawls, father, memorial day,
Form:
Free verse
Testing Environment
Such a loud silence
Occasion anxious tapping
Of a pencil or less often a foot
Shifting uncomfortably while squeaking in their desks,
in that too small of a space
barely able to contain your racing, rowdy reflection
Mere avoidance of the...
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Categories:
scrawls, anxiety, math, time,
Form:
Free verse
How Lonely You Must Be In Your Worlds
Imagine a line i wrote and as you
read it you realise your reading
it in your...
................................... ................................... ................................... ....head....t
----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- -------------------------------h
----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- ...
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Categories:
scrawls, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Patch of Green
I saw her sitting alone
At a corner table
Of a poorly lit inn
Her blouse pink
The color of
Sweet smelling roses
She had no clue
Who else was in the
Tavern and did...
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Categories:
scrawls, allegory, introspection, lost love
Form:
Prose Poetry
Eat the Excrement
Government policies that toilet stink
Presidentially approved
by a potty-mouth politrician rat-fink
Give the progressive town halls
more executive bathroom stalls
Read the foul language scrawls
on the Oval Office latrine
dollar-bill green painted walls
Flush the rank noise
with a...
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Categories:
scrawls, political, satire, slam, truth,
Form:
Rhyme
Divine Delight
What a cameo in the hot harmattan eve !
Sweet soursop scents marinated with the haze
And all the other ones impasse in my qui vive .
Words became satisfying minting juice ,
Black with currents ,mingled bittersweet...
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Categories:
scrawls, beauty, bible, color, faith, fruit, fun, jesus,
Form:
Free verse
The White Hound Comes...
I’ve met the slow White hound
I’ve heard his haunting howl
prowl through November air
I shook his frigid paw
that came when bones were bare.
A gusty, spectral thief
of moments far too brief
his whispered pants enticed
and plumy tails left...
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Categories:
scrawls, nature, seasons, autumn, autumn,
Form:
Rhyme
A New Day
Thirty miles east of Montréal
Through the driving winds and northern scrawls
Arose a glimmer of hope and talent
The youngest child of fourteen children she was gallant
Stardom and recognition climbed
While we were all intoxicated...
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Categories:
scrawls, love, music, song-lyricme, music, light, light, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Autumnal
Autumn draws closer day by day
From far is heard
The screeching of a lone bird
Voicing its dismay aloud
Over the impending fall
Here the moss scrawls
Ugly pictures on the bark of trees
Where black spiders weave...
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Categories:
scrawls, angst, death, destiny,
Form:
Free verse
Poets Are Artists of Insanity
“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” - Albert
Einstein
I learned all twenty six
as they emerged from scribbly scrawls
into meaningful mots.
I learned how wrap my tongue around them,
contort...
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Categories:
scrawls, happiness, on writing and words
Form:
Free verse
Bees, Birds, Buds and Blossoms
It's mother nature's dance
spring growth dubiously enhanced
resting beneath the summer sun
bees, birds and butterflies on the run;
hurried in and out the garden gate
nestling in the flower blossoms...
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Categories:
scrawls, appreciation, beauty, garden,
Form:
Burlesque
Kerfuffle
The kerfuffle began
when the K&K's concocted
a plan to be special
beyond breakfast.
To be silent, written,
but never heard
was simply absurd.
Penned in by N's
K's lovely voice
was kybosched
knifed,
knuckle-dusted
knocked, kneed
when kneeling prone.
Denied any
free expression speech
from the grassy knoll.
Why must...
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Categories:
scrawls, language, rights, word play, words,
Form:
Free verse