Short Scrawl Poems

Aquatic brushstrokes,
Scrawl the surface of the land:
Sketches of the sea....

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Upon this wall so tall, I simply scrawl: 
before I came, no words showed here at all!...

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beacon light vanished
wits reject abstract still life 
words squall inkwell spilled

6/27/2018...

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Words scrawl on the page
Pen flying at the speed of light
with no end in sight
imprinting my soul on the page...

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A limrick for Viv Wigly,
I had to scrawl my words so Kwigly,
Vino a proposal
Alcohol at disposal
I barf’d and my writing is Sqwigly

10/10/2016...

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One 
proud and 
stoic glance 
astride wry smirks
from this Mona Lisa spitting image 
tutor at the blackboard chalk mark  debris 
caused by spurts of 
 bold impish 
birthday 
warmth...

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'A scrawl of apology, penned with all the remorse a six year old can muster, will melt even a tyrant's heart.'


Date Sept12 ,2016
Name of contest
One quote any quote you want to create old or new...

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I see your eyes on my walls
Where my fingerprints scrawl.
I create you, re-shape you,
Wherever I can.
The truth is I've tried
To un-see your two eyes
But they're still there, you're somewhere,
Invisible man....

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Darkness falls lame
broken by the full moon
tattered by clarity.

Constellations burn
branding blue satin.
Comets scrawl blank verse

Planets pulse ripely.
The painter stirs the paint pots
a single tone sounds....

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This community of poets is very diverse
From love poems, to dark poems, to poems about hurt
But through it all
This jester does scrawl
Some sillies, some crazies, and smut quite overt


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Like a little child
all other lives, writing fates
in their own four-lines.
On single lines, humans scrawl,
but some are still in four lines.



Honorable Mention in STRAND SELECT P any form,any theme sponsored by Brian Strand...

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he whispers incessantly
i know your lies
black slick oil of your wants
you better keep me in here
or i will sell you out
words that bend and break you
atop hills i will shout
i create
fears that scrawl you
from a sweated fever
our screams so alike...

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I thought you meant Whitney Houston 
not whiney.

Trump Winey With a Thing Terribly Tiny

Trump may always be weird and winey,
When someone said his is terribly tiny;
Likes to brawl;
On wall scrawl;
His brilliant things seem to be so shiny.

Jim Horn...

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Last Wednesday afternoon,
When I left my tomb,
There was a letter at the door-

Pentagram stamped,
Madame Rapoza's scrawl:

"When we last met,
Your heart was in the woods
And my cabin bare,
But how can I tell your fortune,
without you there?"

To be continued......

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Being Taciturn
(TASS-uh-tern)
By: Miracle Man
8/29/2018

She’s often outwardly taciturn in a group setting,
Opting to be inconspicuous, “Like a fly on the wall.”
Being attentive to others while mentally vetting,
Often, her shorthand is chosen method of scrawl. 
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Rain-steps publish worms,
wriggles scribe themselves.
The thrown thud of a newspaper
punctuates the wet and written.
Sparrows scrawl and scrabble,
foraging starlings attack the earth
sounds squirm up,
muddy scripts are picked at, edited
a door slams,
the ground rewrites itself....

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I enjoy knowing you
Though I know little about you
It still remains
I know the scrawl of your pen
Dancing over a page
The sound of your native beat
And the friendship that when kindled flames meet
Inspired by you a thousand ways
I wont waste another day
So friends, and kin of the pen 
We shall remain...

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erratic affairs muddle mindsets
confront life with unlike aspects
can’t let the wiseacre tell a lie 
I cried the day the music died
fractals repeat their eternal patterns
like fairy tales forever and after 
chanciness of life unravels
alter egos by-gone in travels
early on pace your time deftly
and scrawl your own bio wisely...

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Please ...


                    Waste no spin on my heart's needs


Pay no thought for how it bleeds


                    Expend no mind, its ebbing beat


What's left is puddled at your feet


                    Just dip your fingers - find a wall


And make goodbye ...


                    A bloody scrawl....

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I write, it's my right 
     A fiery fire,
I pen with my pen
     A daunting desire,

I scribe like a scribe 
     A wordless win,
I note in my note
     A gainless grin,

I draft a final draft 
     A fortune found,
I record for the record 
     A solid sound,

I scrawl on a scroll 
     A silent sign,
I script a new script 
     My wonder wine.

08.16.2020

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To Savor Silence – silken like the snow;
to scrawl my words, and yet to be sedate . . .
then scatter them to sky to scintillate
like stars that shimmer in a fireworks show.
To seize each sacred second – not to stray.
Once inside of silence, why slip away?
Embracing solitude, I take it slow.

 March 30, 2021
Submitted Sept. 1, 2022 
for Joseph May's 'Alliteration - Old or New ' Poetry Contest...

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Fauna and flaura, they cover this land
Vivid and full are the colors at hand
Lush it is, the world that we know
The living earth's crystal glow
Something this small
Still striking us all

first there's a tick
Thereafter a click

A tree starts to fall 
The mechanical scrawl
In haste structures grow
Over grounds, that we know
Dark and dull are the colors at hand
Big metal structures, they cover the land...

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We can either be walled in or walled out 
or walled within or walled without. Which 
wall will you want? Regardless if short or 
tall each wall will fall even if on wall your 
name you scrawl. Do you want to take 
credit for causing the wall to fall even if 
after a long haul or for a while you did stall? 
God will be waiting there to receive your call, 
And on one day Christ could actually crawl.


Jim Horn...

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Paper bag seagulls
scrawl across the
dying day
Slivers of disappointed rain
hang within the air
Darkness slowly suffocates
as chill wraps his arms around
my broken shoulders
Crested puddles
seek refuge in my shoes
Clothes plastered to my limbs trying
to keep warm
As the new born night
steals the light of passing cars and lamps
breathing in the antidote
of mixed rain and sprayed wind
that cures the poisoned day....

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Life Has Been
Written: by Miracle Man
7/20/2017

Before I first could walk I learned to crawl,
And a short time later I began to mumble.
I was educated to print and later to scrawl,
And after 78 years I’ve learned to grumble.

But betwixt the two were umpteen events,
And from my many stumbles I’d often fall.
Many great years, some worth a few cents,
But those fantastic years I can readily recall.

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