Short Scuffles Poems

Short Scuffles Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scuffles by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scuffles by length and keyword.


Truffles

It really was quite a kerfuffle
And a series of violent scuffles 
I kept wrestling a pig
But he grew much too big
So instead we went searching for truffles
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Form: Limerick


Dove

In the morning dew the dove lightly ruffles 
Escaping the breeze from pollen's sightly scuffles

He basks all day in his iris spring 
Proudly plumage, prairie king 

His chirps unto love 
Forever amiss 
Caressing his wing 
Concealing her kiss
Form: Rhyme

Untold

A desparate whisper
scuffles in the corner of
an unsteady tear
I miss the smell of your shirt
when hugs wiped away my fear
4/11/2017 Tanka contest
Form: Tanka

Afterworld

Walking in the cold void,
Armies retreating in paranoid... 

Families living in pride, 
Flag honouring the patriotic souls...
Medals of honour for the call of duty. 

Cold War marking the momentum, 
Pearl harbour in the backdrop...
World War warning the after war... 

Soldiers abandoning their rifles,
Survivors muffle the scuffles... 

United Nations hoisting peace,
United we are, 
Undrawn the divisions...

Premium Member Bern Bernard

His full name was Bern Bernard
He was an imposing bodyguard
From a few scuffles he was scarred
But nothing serious in that regard

Walking down the boulevard
Showing off his business card
He also moonlighted as a lifeguard
You’d be safe in the pool or yard

You couldn’t help but love Bernard
He was the most proficient bodyguard
Any fear he could effortlessly discard
Have any troublemakers easily disbarred



AP: 2nd place 2020
Form: Monorhyme


Mystery Walk

In the summer twilight 
A gargoyle silhouette yawns
A rat scuffles with something in 
The lavish undergrowth 
Gravel crunches under foot and
Grasshoppers click their brittle wings

Watered thoughts slosh in my Head 
As I walk amongst the darker trees

Magic mystery minces me and musters
Moving fantasy!
Shards of light flash in my mind 
Shining up some homid kind 
I see the Garou running free, howling!

Gravel crunches under foot 
I continue walking.

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