Best Knees Poems

Updated lyrics May 19,2020 to flow better.

THAT’S WHEN I FALL DOWN UPON MY KNEES

There’s no way- 
I’ll see another sunrise
My hope is gone-
as I'm contemplating my life

Prospects are bleak- 
that’s just the way I’m feeling
My strength is gone- 
and my will to live is fading

Here...

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skies of rainbow blue as ocean moves
girl’s sassy swirls of soft tangled hair,
where pearls would dare clasp its curls

glow in her eyes special gentle blue
waves flow of tear drops buckets full
beautiful mud stain blush cheeks

Oh, such a handful only three feet high
arms full of endless...

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II Corinthians 12:9-10
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses ... for when I am weak, then I am strong.


I am but a blade of grass that's swaying...

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In desperation I cry
on fallen knees
to heaven’s faded glow,
pleading with wintered
clouds, ice crystals forming,
that they part, allowing
celestial bodies to appear
as she gazes above,
for it is the full moon
this night which will 
recite the poetry
written from my heart…
for her

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If bees have knees
They must be quite tiny
What about elbows
Or a cute tiny heinie?

And what about thighs
That end at the knees?
Do they ever wear shorts?
Are they hassled by fleas?

Now how about hair
Is it long and flowing?
Do they wear tiny parkas
When winter wind's blowing?

When one tells...

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I was young, you were born
Just a little thing, six pounds
Well things changed quickly
Full of life and enormous energy
You grew up and took flight
You are the bees' knees!

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This is originally a song. I wrote it early last year-- thank you, Justin Bordner, for the fantastic title!

Why are you crying?
You put this on yourself
Why are you sighing?
You knew the outcome well
You expressed your feelings
And everything went wrong
You tore up the meaning
That love will...

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Silently, a teardrop streaks
And falls on her suitcase
Quietly, I turn to see
A broken heart, there on her face

Patiently, she looks at me
As if she needs to hear
Anything, just anything...
To make over...easier

Finally, the silence speaks
That dreaded word...goodbye
Instantly, oh I can see
Leaving...in her eyes

Hopefully, the heart in...

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Down on my knees I get down to pray
My heart is full of pain
For this nation where I live
Is no longer now the same.

Babies are being murdered
Before they are even born
This evil in this nation
Has now become the norm.

Churches no longer fear the Lord
The truth...

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Fire rises from His lips
“Let the wicked keep silence 
I will mute the evil tongue
and shame fools that proclaim 
right is wrong and wrong is right!”

Let us protect the innocent
and shield them from the 
destroyer of their souls
God can accomplish this
can He not? 

Let little...

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LOTUS FOR SLOPING KNEES
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the contentment of disheveled twigs
sitting on shoulders of humming trees,
the sunlight wafting shades on meshed nets---
it is before early morning, pale always ever,
pagan and pliant as the swoon 
of winged winds. after all, while village trawlers
tug the day’s haul of buttery clams,...

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She’s a little girl abused in so many ways.
She knows for everything theirs a price she pays.
She doesn’t go where other children play.
So much lost.
So much at cost.
She’s berried with in her pleas.
Clothing tore to all degrees.
She runs to the church knowing everything he sees.
Maybe...

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THAT’S WHEN I FALL DOWN UPON MY KNEES

There’s no way- 
I’ll see another sunrise
My hope is gone-
as I contemplate my life

Prospects are bleak- 
that’s just the way I’m feeling
My strength is gone- 
and my will to live is fading

Here in the dark- 
Even my shadow...

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The day I brought you home
I knocked on the door
I waited outside
In hopes he would adore

Who was I kidding
You were the cutest of all
It was nothing but fitting
He loved what he saw

You ran in circles
But never did bark
Found a spot in our bed
And a place...

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The grass
alas
is shorn
like corn
the dew
eschews
forlorn
this morn

the crowd
avowed
the ball
and all
then groans 
and moans
clubs thrown
are known.

Embued
and hued
the words
like swords
wrong swing
the sting
bad lie
too high

the squeeze
on knees
in pleas?
to seize
the gold
and hold
glory
story

though droll
their goal 
control
cajole
that ball
to fall
or roll
in hole

August 22,2022
For Brian Strand's Premiere Choice Contest
FIRST PLACE TROPhy!
POEM OF THE WEEK!...

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