Short Scuff Poems
Short Scuff Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scuff by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scuff by length and keyword.
Shuffling Snow
shuffling snow...coal
boots forfeit the steel pavement
...scuff marks left behind
12/2/2018...
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Categories:
scuff, winter,
Form:
Haiku
Scars
SCARS
Sketched upon the weary landscape
Scuff marks of the cross
Deep and wide
The impressions of a timely death
Tears that flowed from earthborn breast
Pressed upon our Edenic chest
12/6/2017...
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Categories:
scuff, christian,
Form:
Free verse
Planting Texas Star Hibiscus Seed
Lightly scuff the seeds with sandpaper or a file
and soak overnight. Then plant in the ground
or in containers or both. If in the ground,
mark the spot so you remember where you
planted as some may wait until Spring to
germinate. Good luck....
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Categories:
scuff, allegory, analogy,
Form:
I do not know?
Forsaken
A haggard bit of burnt toast
long since bruise-colored
forlorn, it keeps to itself
'midst crumbs indeterminate
Scuff marks from stylish pumps
as dull now as the coat of
neglect draped over the floor
onto which shone Andromeda...
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Categories:
scuff, age, eulogy, farewell, lonely,
Form:
Free verse
I Hope Your Pen Bleeds
I hope your pen bleeds
And ruins your tweed
Stains your skin
Gets infected
Makes you ill
And you spill your jello
Get a scuff
On those new white shoes
I hope your birthmark
Turns out to be shaped like Kalamazoo
I hope I get kooky
When I get mad
And write silly stuff
Instead of firing
A bazooka
At your Humvee...
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Categories:
scuff, nonsense,
Form:
Free verse
Just Like an Old Shoe
Just Like an Old Shoe
I am worn and torn
from hard use.
I bear the scuff marks
of a life, lived.
I live alone, my partner
has long since disappeared.
I reside in a dark place
tossed into a corner.
I am no longer in style,
old and forgotten.
I will be discarded someday,
thrown out with the trash.
I am just like an old shoe,
good for nothing.
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Categories:
scuff, age,
Form:
Free verse
On the Way To School
As I was walking down the road
I saw an ugly fat brown toad
He said don’t stand upon a nick
They say you’ll turn into a stick
I screwed my face up in distaste
And ran away in confused haste
There sitting on a wall
Was a short little man with bat and ball
He said don’t run you may just trip
You’ll scuff your knees and bite your lip
I gave my head a little dip
Then skipped all the way to school....
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Categories:
scuff, school,
Form:
Rhyme
The Studio At the Beach I
The Red Dress Regalia
Waning spirits sigh, the roaring ocean calls
Her playground, the coolest place ever
Dressed in flamboyant ruffled regalia
Fiery guitar scales in the background strum
Drumbeats from her hammering heals
Scuff marks adorn the wooden boards
that her father laid down for her floor...
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Categories:
scuff, dedication, fathers day,
Form:
Free verse
The Last Bell Tolls
Misty eyed and weary over the gallows I blow
daunting a mere string in tow
last school bells rung
but the hallowed halls still call
Scuff marks mark my sentence
tough times as seconds slowly ticked by
pure white first day memories
when fresh minds mattered
puddles and mud stained canvas
darkness haunts to this very day
running ladders
locked away weekends didn't matter
Used and abused
a fresh life awaits
up high I fly...
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Categories:
scuff, analogy, life,
Form:
Personification
Jim Jams
Scuff your feet, snap your fingers
wink and blink your eyes
clear your throat, bob your head
shift from side to side
Pace, pace, back and forth,
wipe and swipe your nose
sniff, sniff, scratch, scratch
rock up on your toes
Wring your hands, click your tongue
whistle through your teeth
hunch your shoulders, pop your gum
you're giving me the creeps
Perhaps you're not aware,
these are not the norm;
It's giving me the jitters
just watching you perform!...
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Categories:
scuff, nonsense,
Form:
Quatrain
Cupids Arrow
I think that cupids arrow
Must have been full to the touch
Cause when he sent that nock your way
It barely made a scuff
It didn't find its way inside
Your heart like I had hoped
Or did it miss its mark just left
I wish he had a scope
Or maybe that little diapered boy
Is lacking of the strength
To put the arrow on its mark
I think it's time he trained
I'll steal the quiver off his back
Shoot my arrow straight and true
So I can send the shaft your way
To say that I love you...
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Categories:
scuff, funny, humor, valentines day,
Form:
Rhyme