Short Scrounge Poems

Glad we don't have to build a nest of straw
Like the birdies do, one by one with their claws
No heating in the winter
Gotta scrounge for dinner
And provide for my twenty-four hatchlings...

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Chef rabbit’s specialty was lovely, marvelous cabbage-carrot stew.
One year there was a drought, and he did not know what to do.
No cabbage anywhere around, okay, maybe he could scrounge up two.
He substituted lettuce, and it was tastier, on a scale, twenty-two....

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Chef rabbit’s specialty was lovely, marvelous cabbage-carrot stew.
One year there was a drought, and he did not know what to do.
No cabbage anywhere around, okay, maybe he could scrounge up two.
He substituted lettuce, and it was tastier, on a scale, twenty-two.
...

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Forever imprinted with the marks of you on my skin
I hungrily take what is given to me with a lurid grin

No need for the world with you in my possession
Even all of you is not enough to satisfy my obsession

I willfully scrounge for any taste I can get
For my hunger and need will never relent...

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Palomino pony was stopped by the storm
he laid down to rest, but did not make it
the fey took pity on him due to his beauty
they fashioned him into a gorgeous tree

he no longer has to scrounge for food
he sits on a hill overlooking other trees
showing his beauty to the world
as his tangerine and gold leaves fall onto snow
...

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Cloudy sky hovers with thick humidity
Finches and jays are seeking a haven
Against the summer weather’s perfidy
Seems the sun threatens ever fervidly
While the small critters scrounge avidly
Heat provoking them to be more craven
A cloudy sky hovers over thick humidity
Finches and jays are seeking a haven. 

Written July 25, 2022...

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We earned every wrinkle
Worked every mile
To reach our golden years
The right to slow down
Deserved the privilege
To rest on our laurels
The time to look back
The right to step back
To pass the buck
Let others carry on

Making the most 
Of our last lapse
Get more mileage
From whatever energy
We can scrounge



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on April 4, 2019...

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Let The Storm Come

Let the storm come
The pure anger that God can show
We are not afraid
We have survived so much
Seeing our houses destroyed
Having to scrounge to live
We have been through all that before
And we became stronger than you
So God, show us your worst
We will stand in Your lightning
And Your thunder and Your rain
We will be here tomorrow
And we will stand together forever...

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Vaporous hazy fog,
listless light,
permeated by the sound
of early birds.

Gulls cawing,
delivery trucks thumping,
competing as they 
emit their harsh cries.

Singing the tune 
of way wards movement.

Devoid of green,
this place of concrete and plastic
hums in endless reverberation.

As the feral scrounge
and the contented pray,
life echoes on.

An orchestra
emanating from the edge
of the world.

Dispelling the night,
unfurling with the mist,
awakening this city....

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