Best Knit Poems

Hand knit socks you are wonderful to me.
As I'm winding this soft wool yarn,
deciding, which needles to use,
I know you're going to be gorgeous,
cozy, and fun to wear socks.
Only the best wool for you, with
careful, hand wash, and lay flat to dry
cleaning instructions, befitting royalty.
Hand...

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Her chopsticks are at the ready.
Her hands are good and steady.
She likes to knit her noodles!
The task has just begun...

She starts off with a mango Welt
With pride, with zest, with tang.
It's a mesmerising watch
While the wiggling noodles hang.

Next. She's on to saucy Stocking Stitch.
Her garment...

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The Birds and the Bees

A “Closely-Knit” Trio

The macho
He-man
Entered the
Bar to
Inspect the local female population
Red-
Dressed,
Sultry “ladies” sat
And sipped wine
Not giving him one glance
Drawing closer
To a trio of
High-heeled
Enticing “women”
Big Joe tried to
Engage one in conversation
Evasively she lit a cigar and said,
“Sorry, but our threesome suits us just...

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Well is it a wonder
That I like to 
Crochet
And purl
After all I am a writer
and have always enjoyed a good yarn

The rhyming, the rhythm
The soft sigh of wool against 
The needles
So right
Tight

Loosen my grip
On life
On reality
On nothing
Spinning that into something
And feeling the stress slip away

Thanks...

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Must maintain my upbeatness
Through all the hassles of moving
Must grin and giggle with each annoyance
Till things finally start improving

Haven't eaten for more a week
Can't find our horde of Chef Boyardee
The best is their new Over Stuffed Ravioli
Consumed in a minute twenty-three

Considering my sexy rotund chassis
My...

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On a dark and stormy Winter night the air was full of yuletide idiocy, 
For Christmas was approaching with a greedy widening grin insidiously. 

Eggnog sloshed in decorated cups whose painted pretty elves,
Had sat all year combing cobwebbed hair atop the basement shelves. 

Aunts and...

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Yes,
Knit one
Purl two,
Dropped a stitch.

Knit one
Purl two,
Then, the intrusion of you,
In between the lines that
Tell how this cashmere wrap
Will take shape.

Knit one
Purl two,
Start again,
Don't let it get the best of you,
Although this pattern is for
Beginners.

Now your voice!
Lord, I am lost!
Knit one
Purl two
Try again tomorrow!

Cynthia...

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Zits!

Pus problems ... oozing wipe love,
has got them innocent bite fangs showing
That baby drac queen moon face turning
into a teenage mutant turtledove

Cold cream cyber hits

Another three-day seclusion ... 
chained to a marred model illusion
Hip adolescent Wonder Woman
changed into a square Lois — 
closing the fast...

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The clicking needles replaced by whoosh
as wool loops interlock
the rapid growing fabric - swoosh
the pattern in punched blocks.

No knit one purl to rib a cuff
the endless counting past
but really I have had enough
the joy in craft is lost.

To set a pattern into its place
and feel...

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Is, The, Star Knit, Star Knit
       Field's, Feat, Sum;

Baby, Toddler's, .... Cardigan's?!...

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French Terry Knit Fabric, 
  I’m comfy overlay-
               fibers of yarn on my pale skin,
               cozy...

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Tina learnt to knit her own sweater
Instructions followed to the letter
Many stitch she did drop
Gave too many a strop
When made looked like been through a shredder

Next she wanted to learn to crochet
Make flowers tied into a bouquet
Got her yarn in a twist
Knots and ties would...

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Sorting out struggling moments, listening to Dolly Parton: A coat of many colours, a rainbow of wisdom 
sang for changing. Turning  back is possible, a turning point means new feet to walk on.
I mean further, new feet to dance on. Let me take you...

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Teddy looked sad, forlorn cold and bare
Sat on the bed with nothing to wear
So aunty got out her knitting pins
To knit Teddy some warm cosy things.

First came a jumper in shades of blue
Then some trousers, the same colour too
Also a scarf, a hat and some...

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Terror driven the thunderstorm outside
Animals are uncomfortable and wet
There is no willing earthly place to hide
Grandma sits and knits as aunt and uncle fret
There is a pause, the lightning not well set
Gray thunder roars as loud as any train
Across from grandpa I move my checker...

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