Short Scoot Poems

i itch
i rub
i scoot
i scratch
this rash won't go away!...

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Good fruit
Devil gets boot
With God no fear
Has to scoot!...

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Beaver, mole or platypus? It waddles like all three.
I watch the creature scoot along, wild, weird and free.
If she pauses along the way to leave some tiny eggs down
I will call her Platte City Platypus, named for my uncle’s town....

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The rug’s brimming with ABC’s, numbers, shapes and bottoms. The kids, keen to hear the pages flip with blankets and bunnies, rivaling sisters and laughter.

tenacious inch worms —
preschoolers scoot off the rug
embracing the story

3/19/2019...

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Clyde Shanks
Robs banks

With gal
Named Sal

For tasks
Wear masks

Take loot
And scoot

Foot race
Cops chase

Both caught
All naught

Both ruffed
And cuffed

To jail
No bail

Court date
Learned fate

Judge tough
No guff

To pen
For ten...

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When you have two dogs
Who adore you, and never allow you space
You cannot move a rolling chair without looking
Usually, a dog head or a dog paw is lying next to the wheels
I just looked around; one dog is in the hallway
The other dog is lying with his head on my boots
My chance to scoot...

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Listen to poem:

i walked
my darling
to heaven’s gate
i had to leave him
at the door
i was told
in no uncertain terms
to scoot
head back
must wait my turn
so just like that
i kissed him
and left my darling
safe at heaven’s door



AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on February 23, 2021...

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They come.
  Dark winged shadows in the sun,
    a dozen, two, maybe more on the run.
Winged crows, no, ravens four score
  hovering than landing on the earthen floor.
Small birds and squirrels once feeding
  scoot away from the sudden heaving
these scavengers in flight
  create dismay not delight....

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patients arrive behind canes
scoot around in walkers
some are being pushed in wheelchairs

they look old, ancient, elderly to me
I hear them give their birthdates and I am shocked
Many are younger than I am

This makes me grateful
I may have arthritis in both ankles
but I can still walk in without help
I feel lucky...

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They scoot up trees with the greatest of ease
  Then down again, like Swedes on skis

Exquisite balance changing gears
  They zoom around throughout the years

Wherever you live, city or rural
   Feast your eyes upon a whip-tailed squirrel



            April 30, 2020
        Couplet Poetry Contest
          Sponsor: Dear Heart...

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puppy fights the broom when I get it out
I try to scoot him but he weighs sixty-five pounds
He does not budge
sits down on the pile I was trying to get up
chews on my plastic dustpan
rolls onto his back, smashing the mess into the rug
prevents me from cleaning up his messes every day
a dance I do not attempt often
for I always lose
Puppy won.
Me zero...

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my mama was an alien,
my daddy was an engineer,
and i was spawned
from the borg one morn
with keyboards in my ears,
in my eeeeearrs.

they call me the microsoft hacker,
once upon a pair of wires,
and i'm gooonne
[crack my numbers]
i wonder how your PC's feeln'
[ba ba ba baaaa]
scoot down the wires,
[crack my numbers]
i wonder how your PC's feeln'
[ba ba ba baa baa]...

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The traffic flows across the bridge
Without me even knowing
About the drivers, not a smidge,
Or where the heck they’re going.

The same applies to passersby,
A flock of strangers streaming,
Who stroll or jog or scoot, while I,
Upon my bench, sit dreaming.

The city holds one’s secrets close,
Which many find appealing,
Though some succumb and overdose
On all of that concealing....

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Chew Chew Chew Tear Tear Tear
Dance of the dog; bone in the air.
Throw and catch. Catch and throw.
Playful puppy. No! No! No!

He’s on the couch, now on the chair.
A bull goes whizzing high in the air.
Jump Jump Jump Jump and Play.
He’s loyal and happy, every day.

Chew Chew Chew Tear Tear Tear
Here he comes. The big galoot.
He is on my lap. Woot! Woot! Woot!
Dance of the pup; I happily scoot....

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in faerie village where I really should not be
I am hiding out inside a ripe red apple tree
faeries do not know I am here, said Lollygag Lee.
Due to great foliage, they cannot see me.

I do not say a word as a faerie runs by riding a duck.
Wait, maybe it is something else, I think I hear a cluck.
Faerie village is full of sights that in the real world we never see.
Scoot over, I tell my cousin, Lollygag Lee....

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She is feeding her hedgehog a dandelion brew.
We do not interrupt her until she is through.
How does he like it? We ask as he slurps.
See for yourself she says, as he gives some loud burps.

Persnickety hedgehog says, “Why don’t you ask me yourself?”
I scoot myself a bit farther back on the oak limb’s magical shelf.
Don’t be shy! The hedgehog says. Any more questions for me?
I try to pretend I am one with the tree....

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Mother and child
scoot across the boardwalk
baby safe in belly as she runs -
the day is precious
and blue.

Ancient lovers
dance slowly
and deliberately,
down the walkway,
heads down,
chatting, discussing,
being with his arm
dropped gently
across her shoulder
like a statement -
a special spot he always finds
to comfort.
My own tears 
come 
uncomplicated,
(time never waits)
bitter
sweet.

August 15, 2015...

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I am a listener
My eyes say “tell me”
And people do

Waitresses ask me to scoot over
I have never seen them before
They tell me their life story

Strangers and I converse 
in grocery stores, on airplanes, at funerals and weddings
I listen with my heart

And I do not offer advice
I merely listen
It is enough

I often hug a new “person’ goodbye
And they cling to me
I am their listener for the day
And it makes a difference...

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--The opening of a new life--

Airborne smiles under a pessimistic cloud
Peaceful living memories, wiping every frown 
Vibrant beams throughout the night 
The outflow shadows cloud nine;

Scoot away from the pain,
Enjoy all eyes towards the gateway
An endless fate awaits 

Maybe not today
Perhaps not tomorrow
Be Free * Live Happily
And just Believe--
--The Beginning of everything--

By; PD


A Sweet Merry Christmas   From: PD...

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Goblin slid into place and surrounded the maid
VeeLee felt his presence, turned and looked at the window shade
He saw her shiver, she somehow sensed that he was there
Goblin slid around her body, and slipped up the stair

With his devil’s head and his black ebony coat, 
Goblin was one to be taken seriously, one writer wrote
Another empath who felt his presence as plain as VeeLee
He began to scoot into the darkness, feeling devilish and free...

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Razor Witch
Come hear my sweet!
Come to my house
To trick or treat,
Nothing will beat
What I have to eat.

My face is rather green
But I’m nice to meet.
My nose is very crooked,
But my black teeth
Will widely greet.

If you are nice boys and girls
I’ll give you poison or
Candy full of
Razors to eat!

So scoot your
Feet over here
And come trick or treat
On my side of the street.
I’ll make your gums bleed
For Halloween, my Sweet!...

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My old camera
Holds old agendas


Awaits a new roll
Colour film to poll


Old-time pleasures wait
To develop fate


Digital days style
Out-of-date new miles


Who uses film now
When e-films endow


The sunset days fly
Old horizons die


Exposure now tossed
Do I sense a loss?


Odd camera here
Fragment of old spheres


Point, aim, click and shoot:
Old times softly scoot




Leon Enriquez
18 January 2015
Singapore...

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Hitch up those gitches and ambulate across the way to a brother's abode and visit awhile on the settee. Don't beat the mule for stubbornness he's just a creature of the earth.

Did you burn a yule log to purify your home from grudges!

Jan. 6th Kings day....suppose to be the day the wise men met the new born Jesus. 12 days post birth.

you are a hoot....but I've got to scoot on down to the sanctuary for soul revival....need a little pep in my boots...

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Monday- Mind those that are walking and who concentrate on talking.

Tuesday- Watch those that are cycling, they avoid puddles to try and keep their bike clean.

Wednesday- Look for those that are running, some of them do look quite stunning.

Thursday- Beware of those that are scooting, they go quite fast no matter what their route is.

Friday- The same as every day gone past, the one special rule, is make sure you get them all safely to school....

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Armadillo,
peccadillo,
armored, slow, but
sneaky fellow
when confronted,
rather yellow
some say, very 
cute!

Armadillo
peccadillo,
leprosy and
such diseases
not aggressive,
somewhat mellow
he's a nasty
brute!

Armadillo,
peccadillo,
please stay in the
open fields, not 
tearing up my
daffodils and
nibbling to the
root!

Armadillo,
peccadillo,
please return to
Amarillo,
and even though
you travel slow,
now skedaddle,
scoot!...

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