Short Itch Poems
Short Itch Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Itch by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Itch by length and keyword.
Instinctively I feel you
Respectfully I adore you
Irrationally I lust for you
By Robb A. Kopp
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Truths slash open innermost fears
Sleepy eyes itch with unshed tears
Pounding heartbeat eats the silence
Never before exposed to such violence.
superior itch
must be scratched using a gun
insanity plea
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Gwendolen R.'s "A "Gun"-o-ku" contest
1/20/2013
That witch, she said to wait right here
she had to conjure up a scare
it’s just her yearly witch attack
she promised me she’d be right back
Picture #2
10/31/2019
Tourists in new shoes
Looking for the blues of news
Every one a David Bailey
Selfie mad and share me crazy
Man and woman dog and
Have , you , scratched that selfie itch?
When you kiss me
Like you love me
It makes my teeth itch
Palms rattle with the force
Of a hurricane
In your childhood room
Shoelaces knotted
Like a noose
Around my brain.
Thought it would be great to be filthy rich
On second thought I still think so, got the itch
Not asking for much
No fortune or such
But a million would make me a happy son of a
It started out as tiny as a half grain of sand.
An itch in my finger in my most leftist hand.
I scratched it and clawed it; now it is down to my knee.
This gigantic welt of an itch will be the death of me!
The Sailors Itch
Beneath a bright Valentine’s Moon
He gave her the gift much too soon
now they’re itchin’ and scratchin’
with off spring a-hatchin’
Those crabs he brought home from Rangoon
John G. Lawless
2/26/2015
I am infected.
I need your love.
It's like walking through poison ivy,
I am itching for you.
Please say, "I do"
Do you love me? Or do you not?
I love you so.
It's like walking through poison ivy,
I itch for you!
my brain says to itch
I meditate not to itch
mind over matter
the longer I don't
my mind is a raging mess
mind over matter
I cave in to itch
I scratch and scratch and scratch - awe
mind over matter
12-22-23
Edward Ibeh contest
Gnawing gnat breaks through skin
Needle nose - spike now in
Agile, light, felt no pain
Taken blood, their feeding aim
Bites now swell and
Itch like hell
Tiny vampire
Eaten well.
Scratching, itching - skin unwell.
03.09.21
I've got this itch
that needs to be scratched
I got close
but brought it back
it's growing stronger
day by day
all thoughts of you
increase its cache
what am I to do?
to relieve its pain
come on baby
jump on a plane
scratch this itch
as only you can
STILL GET THE ITCH
How come I'm gorgeous instead of rich
But if I had my druthers I still wouldn't switch
Certainly would choose handsome
Worth a mighty king's ransom
Happy in my skin but I still get the itch
rich???
© Jack Ellison 2015
There once was a evil rich witch
Who made her potion for itch twitch
She shook it up in the air
But it blew back in her hair
A victim of her own witch glitch
Forever known as the itch witch
Itch, witch, glitch or twitch Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
10/14/19
Developing itch
My little nitch
Words
Thoughtful
Senseless
Irregular
Rythmical
What triggers them?
Each phrase a baby gem.
Clear my throat, swallow the flem.
White seeds transform into a stem
Stem spurts out branches, leaves, flower buds
Blossoming buds like a completed poem.
Form:
I itch at night; at night I itch,
Although for pain, I would not switch.
My brain, I guess, contains a glitch
So I can’t sleep without a hitch.
On TV ads I saw a pitch
For medicine – can’t think of which –
But that idea I chose to ditch
So I’ll get by, but life’s a…..bunch of annoyances!
Blotches and splotches,
Pink and red
Don't dare scratch:
It'll spread
Treat with loathsome liniments
And soporific pills,
But there's not a real cure:
Must suffer the ills
Watch out for pointy leaves
Grouped together, numbering three
Do your best to avoid it:
Poison ivy—the devil's weed
Itch, Twitch, Glitch, Witch
In the middle of my back
I have an annoying itch;
It wakes me up at midnight
With a relentless twitch;
A glitch -my arms are just too short
To reach this little itch;
Maybe in a book of spells,
A remedy by a witch,
That can end the agony
Of my little itch.
Listen to poem:
Illustrious
Phantom
You chase
My desire
For satisfaction
As I chase you
Hither and thither
Like the rainbow's end
Always just out of reach
Escalating intensity or just
A trick of the cruel mind
Dancing across my skin
Infiltrating my sanity
As a ghostly feather
Until I find your
Illusive hiding
Place
Ahh
Don’t Itch
You’re stronger than this
You know what’s going to happen when you itch it
It’s just going to itch again!
There’s no point in itching it
You’ll never beat it!
Resist the urge!
It’s all in your head
You only hold you’re itchy
You only know you’ll stay itchy
You can expunge these thoughts
Form:
I know the itch that can't be scratched
The world is growing way too fast.
We all are at battle with peace of mind
Alas, it's the itch that can't be scratched.
I know the itch that can't be scratched
These wars are growing hard, and fast.
Soon the world will be one dead blob of mass-
Alas! It's the itch that can't be scratched.
Hey boy I’m your long time suffering dog
I need some of that love and tender care,
I’m no farm yard live in the mire hog
Here inside this thick fur lair
Home to them damn fleas I swear,
While you get it away when on the grog.
Glad you are here at last some attention
To check on my stress and hypertension.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
Last night, riding across a full moon I saw a witch,
that funny move she made was a twitch.
Maybe her move was just really an itch,
the wooden broom she was riding on looked like a switch.
Could what I was seeing be a glitch,
my new binoculars must be on the fritz.
Date: 10/27/2019
i'll never fear your
pelvic beard it's
as natural as
the hair
on my
chinny
chin
chin
so i'll huff
and i'll puff
but i'm not
much of
a gruff
wolf
that
would
blow your
house down
so Norma Jeane
stand over a subway
grate don't hesitate to
let its hot air run up your
legs and puff your dress up
to a parachute so i can fly away
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