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Scoff Poems - Poems about Scoff


Scoff Syrup
. for public domain I scoffed at hearts that writhed with pain, that fell from broken promises, for I had naught to do with Love, it's folly or its gain, but now I find that not to love is not to live at all. The stones on our paths outlast us all, but I dread to exist that long. I choose to risk feeling...

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Categories: scoff, age, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Off
• • • Hoping the feeling goes away • But the longer I stay • I feel confident to say • "Someone is in my way" ...

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Categories: scoff, 11th grade, allusion, feelings,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member They Scoff at Us
They scoff at us Jews for our traditions the myriad laws and restrictions Never mixing milk and meat watching every bite we eat No wearing garments of mixed...

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Categories: scoff, clothes, earth, environment, food,
Form: Couplet
scop's scoff
. NO then hang me Jehovah God Almighty ...

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Categories: scoff, beautiful, blessing, sexy, work,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Precipice
Precipice by Michael R. Burch (for Jeremy) They will teach you to scoff at love from the highest, windiest precipice of reason. Do not believe them. There is no place safe for you to fall save into the arms of love. Keywords/Tags: father, son, love, true love, fall, falling, falling in love, scoff, scoffers, heights, precipice, arms, touch, emotion, emotions, relationship, relationships,...

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Categories: scoff, father son, girlfriend, love,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Villanelle: If You Scoff At the World We Live In
Villanelle : If you scoff at the world we live in If you scoff at the world we live in You’ll slip and fall and break your neck Better bury your bones in between Seek not our galaxy to win For myriads luminous beck If you scoff at the world we live in Each in...

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Categories: scoff, introspection, paradise,
Form: Villanelle
Some Clerihews To Make Jack Laugh Or Scoff
Jack Ellison wasn't from Nantucket I read prose that his cleaning lady had a nice bucket But he vowed to look in silence quite as a mouse For fear of sleeping in the perpetual doghouse PD, appears and disappears like whoodini I have seen the poems where she's a meanie She also wrote about trading seeds for a donkey She could have...

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Categories: scoff, funny, write, write,
Form: Clerihew

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