Scrabbled Poems - Poems about Scrabbled

...A perfect of delight the morning a brunch for 20 people. Delicious the word of the day Dill, cilantro,garlic, cucumbers ,green onions,lime juice, cream Cheese, chopped Swiss cheese, Bacon and......Read the rest...

...A perfect of delight the morning a brunch for 20 people. Delicious the word of the day Dill, cilantro,garlic, cucumbers ,green onions,lime juice, cream Cheese, chopped Swiss cheese, Bacon and......Read the rest...

...A perfect of delight the morning a brunch for 20 people. Delicious the word of the day Dill, cilantro,garlic, cucumbers ,green onions,lime juice, cream Cheese, chopped Swiss cheese, Bacon and......Read the rest...

... Mistakes were they deliberate or was it not intentional so what's the point wasting anyone's time? If one's intentions were true yet the pieces to the puzzle are scrabbled by past, pres......Read the rest...

... "PreOccupation" spiced cut up poetry divides numbers intentional drivel moved to the side on a blank page into neat lines sucked up a much loved addic......Read the rest...

...A poems but a whisper that lingers on the breeze. A few unspoken words appear like falling leaves. A treasure trove of memories dreams that haunt the mind. Jumbled words,scrabbled thoughts bor......Read the rest...

...2022 Polar Vortex - Across Wide Band Of North America Power outage here within mine happy hunting grounds (as well the ghosts of Lenni Lenape), viz Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania December tw......Read the rest...

... "Small Mutinies" So what if my point of view is not that which wraps you in comfortably warm fluffed-up silky cashmere blankets of insecure insincerity simple sc......Read the rest...

... “Scrabbled” I could write a book about all your dance moves fire handed on a platter heart beating like a hammer a body of work glanced at......Read the rest...

...Pinned. Your thoughts, are censored, pinned in through your eyes. Scrabbled words which fall down your bitter throat not out into the freedom, outside your being, they poison you guts. Bec......Read the rest...

...We arrived like windblown dirt, the steamer vomited us out then wallowed into a smug stillness. We migrants stood to be led somewhere, anywhere slowly we disembarked, disorganized and strag......Read the rest...

...Night I am cold, though viscera burning, I have pierced on a spit my torso turning. Supposedly decomposing, et cetera; words as per usual, concerning; Do suggest a plethora, array, of conjured ......Read the rest...

...Scrabbled words in my face, I don't know how to phrase. I run outside to ask for hint, from the chickens in a tent. They don't answer nor bother, but I'm sure they never falter, ......Read the rest...

...He trusted that writer’s block was just a lull and searched for his pen Ink had dried for some time and his worn mind scratched for words A lullaby or even a tristich would do if an epic eluded......Read the rest...

...scrabbled eggs and hams politics - both opponents using made up words......Read the rest...