Scrabble Poems - Poems about Scrabble

...I was frustrated at work about seven years ago. A painter, cartoonist, and scrabble player, where next would I go? I needed something new to do. Not sure where to start. Suddenly feeling bored wi......Read the rest...

...A tin rain ticks between the scrabble of pigeon claws. Time drips off a shingled edge. In moments you can land years behind as just the shrunken rolling head of a whole decade. Eyes open, you w......Read the rest...

...I had an offer to play a game of scrabble online There was no chatting in the room to give me a sign about whom my worthy opponent could possibly be but we were well matched by the score, I could ......Read the rest...

... The scrabble app says it misses me It sends a notification to remind me It's lonesome without me. Let Poirot use his little gray cells, Let Miss Marple knit too much, Let me just catch up. ......Read the rest...

...It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangel......Read the rest...

... Meanwhile at the Temple of Doom, the hearts of the "resistance", are burning everence in "Human Resonance Frequency", somewhat resonating resonance residence, but not en......Read the rest...

...Gadgets have twiddle-rings and grabbit-bars, press-its, turn-its, handles, and plugs. Blackouts have candles, torches, Scrabble, cards, Too dark for darts, Watch your hair - it nearly caught fi......Read the rest...

...When I've not slept well I feel like I catch emotion in the air Like an invisible sandstorm Wearing me down further My eyes are pained to be open I can't catch my breath Not if I scrabble for i......Read the rest...

...Head buried beneath the wind, hung, grasping an overhang, hug the thin bones of wiry tussocks. At the moor's edge where the cliff-drop, gnaws at the sky, a jutting ledge raises it hackles, fi......Read the rest...

...It is summer, and the umbrella men are selling hotdogs. A good-looking priest enters Saint Pat's, gangly young ladies giggle, make the sign of the cross. Thursday is AllYouCanEat pizza day......Read the rest...

...Anne-Lise Andresen- "Hugs" Anisha Dutta- "Sweet Lady" Beata Agustin- "Spiritual" Bill Baker- "Friend from Texas" Brandy Nicole- "Whispers & Scribbles" Brian Sambourne- "One of my Canadian b......Read the rest...

...Unconventional, perhaps, but hope you enjoy. I was on the radio in grade school and had the distinction of singing “five golden rings,” off pitch but cute because I was young. Think of Lucy Ricar......Read the rest...

...Winter babies are carried in small wombs over stark ground, they have eyes and mouths by now, almost human paws. The snuffle of small rodents awakens more of the yet unborn, they watch the wo......Read the rest...

...what trouble tonight? the spill and spoilage of tray exposing eight tiles in a scrabble player’s game she’d gone for coffee…and cheat? who knocked it over? the mischievous persian cat tha......Read the rest...

..."toothpick appreSHEhated" all my ship is in an empty bottle a long with a long long note scribbled or purposely placed in scrabble tiles to be read by another castaway cas......Read the rest...