Scuttle Poems - Poems about Scuttle

... When walking on a wet floor, Prints are left up to the door. For the leopard to follow, Deep in a line. A layer of water, Becomes quite slick. Pick up a broom, Be......

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...Red ants scuttle across the sand, each, his purpose known, all aware of what they must do - they don't need to be shown. Black ants, likewise, know their duties, according to their ranks, al......

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... Turtle by the Door The bears and wolves are few, one threadbare widow mourning, two grays as consumptive as smoke. The large dwindle, their bodies grow more awkward, more at odds. The heav......

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... In the crevices of a tired town, roaches scuttle under moonlit sighs, their dinky bodies torn by shadows that shroud the crumbling edges of life. A cat lounges, indifferent, i......

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...Sitting in the shade of a mango tree Under ripe and full fragrant fruits Mellow breezes willow and gentle Make the skirts on the line scuttle Every soul in the forest is alive in glee Rifling......

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...The humble cockroach - Survival of one wreath speck table insect, (poll ease pod din me Elmer Fudd speak) thus earning hardy laurels nsync with inxs of standing kudos ranking as bajillion year......

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...Moonlight on mute meadows close to the whispering sea Invokes in my mind such a sweet memory Where we lay down together under a bright starry sky To listen for an owl's plaintive yet haunting cry ......

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...BELOW AND ABOVE THE SEAS SURF FACE Gone are the fishers pulling Lugs; the Gull its gizzard rusty hooked; and barbed, limit its shelled Limpet supply as blown sand creeps; smart gulls dunk and d......

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...Entering a rustic, glass-domed Greenhouse, I stepped into a timeless illusion. Silence muted the scuttle of a mouse, living in this synthetic seclusion. Within a succulent juggle of gre......

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...I live in a world of brutal ice and cold Despite the temperature being five below... these fingered handy limbs awash with profuse sweat dripping palms analogous to a bloody busted gushing wat......

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...My sleep evaded by the rabble running through my head, I pull about my wrinkled sheets and scuttle out of bed. I sign upon the secret line to enter Poetry Soup, and once again, now......

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...Just let it go.’ Easier said than gone - ‘You’ll be nothing without me, says pain, ‘I’m your identity.’ Well, listen up, old man of the sea, she’s dislodged you, uncurled her spine from the bu......

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...a small green gecko smiling in the palapa watching everything arachnids calmly weave intricate spiderwebs waiting in shadows a striped iguana sunbathing on the smooth rocks watching the......

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...They fly and they sing they chirp and they warble they own the skies above us but they also share our world down here on the ground their legs anchor and grip hop and scuttle but they don’t......

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...made a rebuttal our poorly designed shuttle do have to scuttle......

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