Best Bobbing Poems
bob
bobsled
bobblehead
bobbing bouncing
bawl
AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2021
beneath lilacs bloom
three swans cascading lake
bobbing for minnows
I saw this on the news today. I lived my first two years in Buffalo, New York. I have many relatives there.
grown men gather ‘round
blue cheese in blue swimming pool -
bob for chicken wings
9/3/2022
Those precious little bobbing bells
As fragrant chimes of beauty ring
Thru alpine meadows and the fells
Those precious little bobbing bells
Of perfume, sweetly casting spells
Bewitching each bright nosy thing
Those precious little bobbing bells
As fragrant chimes of beauty ring.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Celebrate May With A Triolet" Poetry Contest, Andrea Dietrich, Judge & Sponsor.
Love is buoyant, bobbing and bopping.
Love is lolling, limber and lithe.
Love is exuberant, effusive and effervescent.
Love it sparkles, shimmers and scintillates.
Love is capricious, unwitting, unintended.
Love is deliciously unfathomable.
Above all else,
Love is what you want it to be.
the robin hops and
glides over grasses early
morn waiting to part
head bobbing neck stretch
take of the wet silky worm
robin slurps worm up
6/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
bobbing apples on halloween
that pumpkin patch special is on
everybody else is eating peanuts
laughter is in the air like a joke with wings
acceptance is not a problem
respect is the norm and not subject for negotiation
comfort and joy are the only drugs of choice
beautifulness is realized in all and everything
the apple tree was in a good mood this season
green and red are so sweet in the sincere vibe of cooperation
all Kings are truly faithful to their Queens
the only cheating going on has to do with the apples being bobbed for on halloween
Dip 'em in caramelized honey or gummies
Without it, they taste kinda funny and runny
A Carnivale only for bobblehead gods
A barrel of laughs for the rest of us clods
That are blubbering bobbling bobbers bobbing
For corn-on-the-cob
Bobbing
Head and beek
Bobbing up and down the sidewalk
Drops the dissected insect
Bobbing up and down
Head and beek
Chirping Robin
dissecting repeatedly droppings
Yummy ?? insect and worm
Picking up and dropping
Chirp yummy-yum
Robin eating the worm
8/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
flowers stand align
their head's shaken by the wind
petals sway with grace
What are you doing here, Crane?
In the mountains with your long legs and backwards knees?
Your head bobbing forward with each step,
we’re not used to birds like you.
The magpie is watching too,
before he goes on with his morning tea.
Thanks for coming
but I hope you can find your way home.