Scatter Poems - Poems about Scatter

snaps cowgirl Indian boyfriend The sound of buffalo meat on her teeth, Taste the smell of sleep, Cannabis wafting, Chew the diamond, steal the slipper, Call the captain and skinny dipper. The palm fronds climb. Squaw walks whiskey hills Eyes cracked wide shut Gripped by the hunger of a world, chasing visions The moon bleeds through the window The stars hum a song of youth. ...

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Scatterbrain, I refrain from learning, yearn for better days. But alas, I feel dumb and dull, like unused clay. Refusing to mould into something you desire. If only you knew the struggle I bear, all you do is point and stare, I do declare that this worlds just unfair. With each shame and blame, I regress in...

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Fun filled, each of my days, I'm fulfilled, the harvest of my blessings is rife~ in my ways. So, no excuse, I'll scatter town like a wildlife ~ let loose! No stress! Even no strife~ Yes! Fun-filled, each of my days, I'll scatter town like a wildlife ~ Yes!...

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The echos of our yesterdays resound in steps throughout this maze while whispered winds sing songs of past their tunes don't tell how long we’ll last A ticking clock's duplicity is taunting with its mystery from merely moments meant to be to life beyond a century We ease our minds, insisting things exist like flying clocks with wings or seconds standing on two feet...

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The golden hues scatter, they age, stepping softly into the twilight, Velvet angels of summer falling, amid leaves seeking the calm of the earth, Gardens of grapes, unripened purple gems, with sweet blood untouched by sun, And I, the armorer of autumn, forging upon it, an armor of remembrance. Beneath the emerald vault, ephemeral stories breathe their last, In a...

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Foolish whims scatter I played at life, but life played me harder, Lived bet to debt, in life's Russian roulette I place a wager, speed into danger My foolish whims, scatter in mistral winds Now tossed by waves, by blind forces of fate How they orchestrate, time, distance and place For bite size poetry contest Line Gautier...

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They stand on the pointy end of compass arrows, friends and strangers scattering, flickering now like fireflies in a jar someone else is carrying yet further away. The young are born on the far side of the moon where nobody looks for the earth. Of course the dead have left, but you still have their business cards, debts. owed to you or to them not money, but hand-me-down...

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I laid my burdens down today. I prayed graced mercy grant my fade: Let rushed wind gusts scatter me hushed. ...

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With your idle chatter You’ve awoken a matter That could a family scatter… With your idle chatter, A warring metal’s clatter Dared to a unity batter… Satan pays pro rata For wrought mischief and idle chatter, At times tipping the latter: Let me see you become fatter With your satanic idle chatter!...

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Someone there is at it, That likes the very bit, Scorning all for flattery Or as is at, for some treat, To the very end of the initial start. Something there is that shows, Outgrown and visible on no hearts, Flattery like, mouthing out for bites, Or as it be, for same reasons as hers, To the very start of the initial end. Reflections of...

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Leaves scatter and turning Trembling Captured In the white yonder All hit the ground Seeking the light abound Covering away pristine The dancing, fertile green As zephyr breath fights Against the autumn wind bite...

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What Does Matter Brain Will Scatter We always wondered what would matter; Should set standard and records shatter; Have no fear; Love my dear; Never grow fatter and be a great batter. Jim Horn...

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swallowtail unseen amidst pungent garden green whilst darkness hardens 1/31/2020 Poetry Contest: Strict Haiku Sponsored by: William Kekaula...

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When Our Laughter, Fun Scatters, Like Cream! Smile's Our Songs, That We Sing! Up, Lead To Finish, ... We Bring!!...

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Had been battle torn, Which is way Priest's robe was warn; Saved from sin one morn. Our sins should be shorn, So we will have been reborn; Heard call of God's horn. Things love that adorn, Forget sad things that forlorn; God will always warn. While we had waited, Our priest had postulated; On concentrated. God placed great glory, Into Son and His story; Both Wig and Tory. God is...

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