Nub Poems - Poems about Nub

...When every conceivable fetish has been entertained What is left to satisfy? When every want Has been had Where do we find the next fad? When every way to pop your cork has been done What is lef......Read the rest...

...Spending our time in life’s wondrous rut hoarding the good times like a squirrel his nut hope sagely nourished by ideas not yet born the endless dilemma of the truly forlorn the heartbrea......Read the rest...

...I see the elderly in the young. I see them carrying home in a string bag, onions, large carrots pale red nub-ends poking through tattered holes. A scarf tied over thinning gray hair. A face b......Read the rest...

...Water is the essence of me. Without water, who would I be? My wet milieu, a sea within. Water is life's matrix for kin. The ocean is life's wellspring hub. My cells are bathed in saline nub. ......Read the rest...

...The ancient Greek philosopher Diogenes of Snopé, if he were alive today would be thought quite dopé. Of the school of Cynics, it’s said he lived in a bathtub; even fellow Greeks thought he h......Read the rest...

...Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs Meaning the corporeal complex edifice housing these lovely bones, where linkedin logorrhea ably strives to break out in meaningless s......Read the rest...

...On our lips from the start to a nub that we seek, first our mother’s then lovers’, and others repeat. On our lips i......Read the rest...

...I stole an hour from work Drove a few blocks from our downtown office To a cemetery And there In my preferred shady spot to park Where I typically meditate With all four windows wide open Gu......Read the rest...

... It seems some are smitten with long-fingered gloves, while others have love for warm woolen mittens. Like puppies and kittens, cute gifts from above, you’ll give ‘em a shove when f......Read the rest...

...Let’s give him the nickname of Sayles. In suit, he does chomp at his nails. Preoccupied schlub gnaws down to the nub. A shame as he chews at details. 7/14/2022 Wow! True st......Read the rest...

...Introduction: once again I incorporate my trademark penchant to fabricate fictitiously portions of the following poetic endeavor can you care to discern fact from fiction? Attempts at life......Read the rest...

...Trees weep when I write knowing they pay a price for each word, each line each crumpled thought. They cry as pencils, worn to nub-like points are cursed and banished. Recycle barrels are not......Read the rest...

...Father is a stump grinder,? a heavy planter. Shovel fingers? bulling through onions and leeks.? Truck-hands lashed to maroon suspenders.? Head in the dirt, a blue exhaust? trailing from grub-wor......Read the rest...

... (Rhymed Senryu) Poetry's Grub Tired, worn to the nub Part of a poetry hub. ......Read the rest...

...The sunset sets in sullen silence of solstice darkness. It looms my thoughts, writhe with your absence. Nub of anger and tears, it binds a maze existence. It looks to take tenure of my heart, wh......Read the rest...