Short Scrambling Poems

birdwatchers
scrambling off the bus
wild turkeys

Moonset/2012...

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scrambling and piling
wiggly heap pile of puppies,
delightfully made...

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trickle in the creek
late summer drought
~ field mouse scrambling



posted on June 30, 2018...

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the world is spinning
  countries scrambling to save lives
          wake up call each day

Heidi Sands

3/6/20...

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The day before everyone is scrambling going crazy for hotels parking spots and food 



Solar eclipse 2024
Sidney, Ohio...

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A Joe that I know likes gambling  
To the casinos, he goes rambling
A game of Kino was played
Eight of the numbers he made
Lost his ticket, so he’s scrambling...

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Picking up the pieces

the anger still fierce

losing a loved one

to a disease you can't control

scrambling for answers 

looking through tears

as we gather for

a last farewell...

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Humpty-Dumpty sat on the wall and gambled,

   That if he fell his yolk would not be scrambled.

      Yet when he fell,

         He cracked his shell.

            Alas, no way he could be reassembled!...

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sliding down
the cerulean spiral
grasping for
plasticine safeguards
to soften the
soul-crushing impact
of hitting bottom
again
feet scrambling
fingers digging
inching the way upward
only to slip
again...

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The sea rolls to shore
white horses prevail
the shells toss about 
crabs losing their homes 
scrambling to hide

Sea birds waiting
tasty morsels
if they are quick
bad weather luck

Winds abort
all is calm
sun comes out

children
paddling

Peace...

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Hydrangea’s lay pruned 
Nude branches reach longingly 
Squirrels scrambling one last time 

North winds have spoken 
Secrets nature understands
Her warm quilt is on the way

SEDOKA
10.06.2014
For Andrea Dietrich’s Contest 
October Bliss or November Dreams 
5th...

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White hat black cat par, enigmas...
Precious the innocent young child
Seven or eight; shyly,  as curiously
Peeking around,  the opened door
An image birthing wings of flight ?
Scrambling to unravel, this maze...
Recapture a purity which lived; try
Making sense; love's, what's why's....

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Frightened faces marked with terror,
scrambling around in every direction,
demonic fear, satanic horror -
my mind sees them in quiet meditation.

I hear the distant rumbling of steel,
followed by the tolling of the bell;
here comes the call of the gun,
hell has come to everyone....

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Scrambling across the sky
Oh, just to know
How the sun bird flies
With my brain in tow
Growing in my mind
Fluttering on a wing
Flight from shoreline
Oh, how he sings
Lift on high old one
Perch upon thy crag
Closest to the sun
Waving your feathered flag
How we so enjoy
Your screech of ahoy!...

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Scrambling down to Cracker Town
I’ll have a Ritz, a salt, a round.
Can I come too? Asked a blue tick hound.
If you promise to not make a sound.

Triscuits followed us all along the way.
Wheat thins so jumpy, they could not stay.
Had no idea what else we might see.
Butter, peanut butter, cheese spread, and me....

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Cast A Long Shadow
Lying in my bed dying,
Not wanting to let go.
Everyone keeps crying.
Seeing myself like Van Gogh!
Don't let go its mystifying
Cast a long shadow 
Floating through the air
Doctors scrambling here and there
Nurses working to be prepared.
Cast a long shadow
Sitting in a chair
Beginning to say my prayer...

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Difficult to decipher,
you are more than what I’d hoped for and less than what I ask.
It’s this space between the time we find ourselves wrapped in one another.
We are real and infinite,
but the pretense is all wrong.
We tangle tongue tied,
scrambling for something out of reach.
Is this the way it’s supposed to be?

Undoubtedly yours, but am I?...

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Please stop- that I was
Gazing to my cup
Of thoughts
Please wake up
- That you were
Scrambling into dream   
Please stay- that we were
 Drinking this moment in time
Together  
Don’t fade in a dust of dusk
Our fate is together
Please-
Stop  we fade  two- in a solitude of shadows
of what we were
Stay and let we take this road together
For this time!...

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You were old and new all at once
A deadly temptation 
A glitch in my solid nature
And so I dove head first
And as I did I watched the pieces
Of me break away
To reveal an alien 
A rawness, a vulnerability 
I had never thought I possessed
Yet there I was 
And there you were unchanged 
And unaware that I was scrambling 
For my better peices...

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there must be a way
to sustain a creative flow
between yesterday and today
and right through tomorrow
      inspiration trying to be mysterious
      playing hide and seek
      creativity is wondrous
      but my well sprung a leak
scrambling with my bucket
trying to collect every drop
I wanna say you know what it
but I just can't seem to stop!...

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The roses are dead;
Its autumn air has stiffened them;
Dandelions yet blossoms;
Squirrels hide their winter kernel achene;
Scrambling, gathering storm stores for winters crest;
Birds seeking sanctuary heading south and west;
Sitting in buildings eves, roofs and arches covering rest;

10/30/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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A cat runs across the road,
then a rabbit, then a deer.
I look left, a barn is airborne,
it flies away in slow motion,
boards silently flapping.

We have a deductible of $400, you say.
A gull rolls over the hood, sea-legs
scrambling over smooth metal.

The car is rocking.

"Did you turn off the coffee-maker"?

We are just talking;
our minds already rowing ashore....

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As fruit sprouts from mangled trees
fighting to survive disease
new prods must tremble the knees

since cheated serfs deserve less
coddling strokes to stoke sickness,
new stress must press for distress

pumping 50,000 watts
into people casting lots
braving to stave social rots

while scrambling the strong of mind
and binding us all behind
fearful compliance maligned....

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Everyone has their skepticisms, 
Fears,
And pessimistic views, 
But if we live our lives looking at the glass half empty, 
Rather than half full, 
We'll spend our whole lives in search of that mythical full glass.
Instead of searching aimlessly 
Throughout a mess of jumbled up,
Emotion scrambling 
Circumstances,
Be thankful for the now,
Don't wait until it has already passed you by....

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              To be a woman:
              Is to search your father's missing love in stranger's beds
              To live life scrambling for love
              Yet hating every moment of it
              To crave gentleness, yet run at the sight of it
              Such is womanhood,
              in its adequate inadequacy.

                - The parallel life of a woman...

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