Best Knick Knacks Poems

It was a lovely little house.

Built of white painted timber,

with a gabled roof clad in green tin,

it had never been a rich person's house.

It was her house. 

And driving up to park outside it,

each time I went there, 

was like the beginning of a new...

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Dangerous Mind

The mind is a most dangerous thing,
Forcing memories into replay,
Endless relived moments drowning bring
Snippets in time more real than today. 
Paralyzing sadness is trouble
Which the mind needs to be addressing. 

Before I died inside, I really tried.

The sleepless mind toys with our heartstrings,
Always knowing...

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I’m quirky; that’s just how I love to be.
I don’t think many people are like me.
The things I like most, I turn them into
obsessions which, without fail, I must do!

New movies weekly I have got to see.
I’m quirky; that’s just how I love to be.
Movies...

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It came to me
upon reflection
Life is one
great big collection

Starting with a
teddy bear
and ending with
a gasp of air

The time between
those points is rough
accumulating
all this stuff

Books and knick knacks
line the shelves
and in it all
we lose ourselves

Hand-me-downs
and souvenirs
hoarded all
throughout the years

Cups and saucers,
pots and pans,
electric heaters,
ceiling fans

Pictures, music,
magazines
amounting...

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Such wondrous things that come to you from travels far and wide.
Trinkets and knick knacks you keep somewhat near at hand, and never too far from your side.

Throughout life's journeys You'll check on them for fear they'll be left behind.
Being of meaningful purpose; that's remembered...

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I Weep

From childhood I revered them
Huge chunks of gray magnificence
Now my home holds their image
in herds of knick knacks
I am old and almost dead
My elephants are fading too
Man has stalked them
Hunted them
Stolen their habitat
One of God's
most noble creatures
Loving and faithful sentinels
who face extinction
I pray I...

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Rushing to the car at six in the morning,
packing knickknacks and things we need.
With sleep in our eyes hearing the robins sing;
a prelude for the road ahead.

Packing knick knacks and things we need:
from gameboys to confusing road maps.
A prelude for the road ahead,
the little ones...

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ARTIST’S CHOICE –
JOURNAL VIII

This old woman –
It’s always a woman
–
Looking out a window
Why not a man?
No      he’s on the
front porch smoking
his pipe

This ancient     
deep in thought
Looking out a
summery window
Is it always summer?
Yes    ...

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I remember now. Something was heavy, a winged
dragon that refused to fly from my chest
My eyes were secret mirrors, or a doomsday judge.
I remember morning as a flighty horse,
or like a new school year,
that first careful sentence written on a page.
 
Time became a sequel. Roads...

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Ringlet curls
Cabbage patch wrists
Dependent on me
Everyday a new twist

Making and breaking
Toys, games and knick-knacks
Mommy’s little speed racers
Mile long smile’s, are all I can crack

Yeah, frustration settles
From time to time
Then I behold their faces 
And think “wow, those are mine”

I try to think back
Before mommy-hood
On a...

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Experienced a third bigger earthquake recently but this poem I wrote for a smaller earthquake years ago)

My first trivial tremor experience had been in Southern Africa
And now this puny earthquake I felt in Tanzania. 

I saw every thing waltz to and fro and lightly shake
Bottles...

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The Benaminis are a family of rodents,
who live their lives capitalizing on other
peoples' residences,
They scope the homes when they're not 
home,
or invade it when only one member's alone,
They scamper up and down,
acting like confounded clowns,
going through closets and secret hiding places,
at the end of their...

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Say a kind word to your husband
  That's what he wants most of all
Not a gaggle of gifts for his birthday
  You don't have to buy out the mall

Compliment him on his appearance
  Or say that you appreciate his perseverance
Tell him it...

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On the floor
And in my way
Countless artifacts of children’s play
Clothes of every size and color
Wrap themselves around one another
Popcorn pieces from movie night
And dry cereal at morning’s light
Bouncy balls and plastic jacks
Barbie dresses and other knick knacks
Laundry baskets in every room
I’m hoping to empty some...

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Am I the snail in the universe, a sloth
Blame it on me for taking a turtle initiative, going slow and steady
Cause I move too fast like a hare that I just collapse 3 on my floor from boredom
Dread to tell you the truth, what moves...

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