Best Cob Poems

Grandma, I love your corn on the cob.
I can eat more of it than Uncle Bob.

I’m ready for more and hardly can wait
for all of that goodness there on the plate!

For all of that corn on the cob, golly gee -
a whole stick of butter...

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peel away green outer husk

sweet yellow plump kernels found

boil first eat with butter


                   P.R.Deremer...

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a bowl of baked beans
a stack of baby back ribs
with corn on the cob!...

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equilibrium
cob-web theorem of market 
determination...

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succulent and sweet
kernels unattainable
stuck between my teeth
hastily reaching forward 
A toothpick will do the trick...

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Scented ember a moulted smoulder
Skied as crackling softness 
Spied and felt thru a film of dexterity
Uncalibrated, solvent, translucid
Trance and dance

Street fleet, guttering inhabited by creased indoctrination
Yet to be ironed
Yet to be pressed and left on the stoop
Cornered like bluefin, fed, foddered and canned
'Til the ink...

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Elegant is the white swan
Joined for life swimming along
When cobs and pens breed again
Then cygnets swim with them

Date: 1/21/2020
Contest: When and Then
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas...

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corn husk pulled
soaked in the boiling water
yellow crunch

:D...

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I am a cob of corn

whose husk was torn away

I have a yellow belly

I am exposed

I  attract hungry crows

they peck away greedily

they come to devour my good bits

and with what little they leave behind

No men will be fed...

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Everybody laughs at my wife because she smokes a corn cob pipe.
She doesn't like it when I complain, she doesn't want me to gripe.
She smokes it everywhere she goes and it makes her look like a hillbilly.
She lost a beauty contest because that damn pipe...

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Moon had reached its zenith peak
the world lay hushed for the night
some heralding flew near the pond
wind stilled as she came into sight

Ripples stirred as she entered the water
pond came to life, ere it had been dead
time had come for the return of the cob
A...

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We spoke words,
We sung our emotions loud,
We felt fiery feelings for each other,
We shared smiles, we shared frowns,
We played in the rain, we wrestled in the mud,
But today we are against each other,
Today we are pointing not only fingers of accusations but actual machetes,
My folks...

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Rob Corn Cob
Yankee Hillbilly Provence Gourmet,
Michelle & Lukas are Certainly His "Ole´!",
Add Homebrew, Tesla & Woodworking "Fine´" 
Ask Rob, "Parlez Vous Francais?"
And His Reply, "Ques Que C'est?"
Instead of "Bonjour!", Good 'Ole "Hey!"
Friendly is Rob, Sharing All On His Tray,
He'll Listen to Your Tears & Your...

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On retirement day they said
from tomorrow you're free man.
I's happy to imagine 
being free; Yes, I've dreamed and had lot of plan.

In a short time became bored,
asked friends to search job for me ,
none responded back till date,
Thinking to get a job what must be...

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., 
which I can prov-olone huck curd 
(within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem!

Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably
burst asunder at the most inconvenient
opportunities such as driving Miss Daisy,
taking a shower, or using the bathroom.
Accursed ambition...

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