Best Knitting Poems

I’m not as agile as before
but my heart continues to roar!
Joyous in my humble abode,
each life breath is to God an ode.

Knitting helps me focus my mind,
leaving mundane worries behind.
I’m not lonely; plants speak to me,
setting heart aflame and soul free!

By the window, back to...

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Her hunched mound circles around
while near dawning approaches...
and my mind wonders of her need
to spin more rows in puffs
of hours, sewing and binding
a delicate blanket made from loops.
Somehow, I know what makes
her hurry... as time wheezes, 
silken mother props her bed
upon new day's request
when egg...

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Knitting gives me pleasure.
Keeping me occupied.
Keen to create with some
Kaleidoscope colors.
Knowing cold winter has
Kinfolk's teeth chattering.
Knackered knitting for them....

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 Busy Bee

You may wonder what I am doing
Sitting here knitting away
The toils of a busy bee
Are never finished
In my quest to impress my girl
The length of time it took me
To make this special gift for her
For sure I just got my girl

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Uncontrollable frenzy the moment I set out for the wool market
Ecstatic madness losing the teeny heart to bagfuls of double knit
Every year newer hues and textures in my over loaded box beds do warmly fit
My soul flies to the heavens on their strings as I...

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From childhood adore with love
Penny save to run to bookstore
Reading and knitting all  day 
Eyes  and hands in drop of hill
In hugging  the sea breeze 
Inviting underneath no need to breath
Deep dive to sea as host

When came beneath  in dream
In wet...

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I am a mitten knitter
And I love mitten knitting
I knit to keep your hands warm during those long cold winter nights
I am a mitten knitter
And I love knitting mittens
Mitten knitting and knitting mittens is my passion
I am a mitten knitter...

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knitting
two-tone phentex slippers
   to beatles tunes



posted on June 15, 2018...

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Light streams manipulate vaporous violin strings
meandering about open casements;
flantando melodies float, dream bridged sighs.
At table, coffee steam rises, knitting the brume,
hooding her sorrow pricked eyes.

Copyright, November 15, 2017
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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Here i am, knitting thoughts in ancient rhymes 
With a hope to come up with something good; 
Something to be remembered throughout times, 
To get looked back as often as one could

Centuries had flown since letters were made, 
Many obsolete traditions had switched 
We live...

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The snow was fierce that weekend
It never let up, kept falling and falling
The drifts were getting higher and higher
The wind chill was getting lower and lower
It was brutal outside, wasn’t it?

Mama rabbit did not mind
They had plenty of carrots and lettuce in the larder
She had...

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knitting scarf
cold wind coming from the north
picking up speed



posted on June 14, 2018...

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Unlike tricoleuse knitting room – 
I hadn’t much fun by light of moon.
The crows at dawn abated soon.
I fairly swoon – I fairly swoon.



*tricoleuse: One of a number of women who sat knitting while attending public executions during the French Revolution.  (3 syllables per...

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She came from that special tribe of women
whose hands have six fingers each.
Fingers that appear a blur of agitation
chattering amongst themselves 
in a language I could never understand.

9th Row: * Yo, K1, yo, sl 1, K1, psso, K13, K2tog, yo, K1, yo, 
K2 tog, K2...

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Minutes eleven
soon it will be seven,
time is ticking, 
I like knitting,
I have a horse,
do you like my porsche,
time is divine,
will you be mine?...

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