Short Scuffs Poems
Short Scuffs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scuffs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scuffs by length and keyword.
War Stories
If these shoes could talk
tell tales of the knots and scuffs,
Endless war stories....
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Categories:
scuffs, emotions, feelings,
Form:
Senryu
White Hats
white hats
shining armor
some scuffs on the hat
dings in the armor
flaws flow into the river of perfection
revealing personality disorders
then comes the awakening point
the meaning of enlightenment is fulfilled...
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Categories:
scuffs,
Form:
Free verse
Typical
I'm really just a typical girl
With a tentative plan for life
And a longing for love
And an undying curiosity
I just want this to be perfect
Please, just no snags this time
No runs in my hose
Or scuffs on my heels
Just crisp, clean lines
That never wrinkle...
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Categories:
scuffs, hope, life, love, longing,
Form:
Free verse
Birthmarks
Birthmarks,
unique identifying signs,
cover our walls.
Scuffs, scars, scribbles,
fingerprints, nicks.
Randomly appearing after
marking the birth of our son.
Would I trade those pocked surfaces
for pristine blank spaces?
No. The memories of that little boy
becoming a young man is the story
those walls tell.
A narrative in which “The End” came too soon.
Deathmarks? No one talks about them....
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Categories:
scuffs, birth, boy, childhood, death, in memoriam, memory,
Form:
Free verse
The Ward Nurse Has A Wooden Leg
scuffs in the pearl white floor
when she leaves the room,
for empty hospital hallway memories,
haze of sterile gloom
like snails, the chronic men
each slowly wear away,
their minds left to trail behind them,
their faces falling into decay
the grey walls with snake green stripes
always constricting them,
the dim fluorescent flicker of the fate
to which they have been condemned.
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Categories:
scuffs, crazy, dream, fear, humor, image, mental health,
Form:
Couplet
A Storm Rushes In
A crocodile-hide sunset,
a ferrous squall;
somethings boiling up there.
Storm gulls
beat mosquito clouds away
as they flee.
Ten wild horses corralled in a dumpster
hammer my fearless heart.
An anemic sky gulps for breath
near or far
a brawling trample scuffs the earth.
The dimming light drips strings
of gelid spittle.
Vaporous stalactites shred an acrid air.
Now a ferrous rain cuffs and pelts.
I hide my face from its eyes,
follow a screaming ghost
into the house....
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Categories:
scuffs, poetry,
Form:
Free verse