Scrabbling Poems - Poems about Scrabbling

Ubiquitous Mallards

...
Bottoms up
in the brook a-babbling
topside down
ducks a-dabbling
wings in webbed feet
a-scrabbling
omnivorously grazing
on the dunk
beneath the water
for insects sunk
yet in the U...

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 ta...

Hearts-N-Flowers

...Sending mail today,
  Where it goes,
  How long it will stay,
  Only receiver can say.

  Mail piles deep,
  Boxes in closets,
  Holding all my love and notes,
  Drawings that float.
 
  Sc...

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 e...

Blackbeck Tarn

...you are above
so you descend to the water
on stiff legs
scrabbling down the scree

the tarn looks like mercury
spilled into the umbilicus
of the mountain

when approached
you see the mirror...

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 is dimi...

The Neglectful Art of Creation

...All unknowingly we cultivate,
create wild flowers and garden escapes
from all those restless hours
of an ambiguous life.

Tomorrow happens,
it picks up our discarded clothes
dresses sloppily
...

Dreaming In a Far Away Place

...In a motel room near an ocean
I dream in a rented bed,
listen to the scrabbling claws of small crabs
as they emerge from yet smaller holes
in the sand.
The little crabs are going to pick clean
...

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...

Whos Night

...Who,s Night ?

It is, night ! dark as pitch black;
I am, swimming in night sweat;
towards an unreachable morning shore.
Whispering pillows bring hours of fear;
and a cage of scrabbling arms rea...

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 ar...

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 r...

Shine In Pink

...the typhoon force wind roared through the long dark cave
which was once was the refuge of along forgotten slave
why am i here i ask myself again and again
putting myself through this agony and pai...

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;
the...

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 microscop...

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