Best Knockout Poems

Life will knock you out
If you don't see it coming
Block,duck,dodge,K.O....

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He stood in his corner, waiting to start, 
I was going to make this a work of art,  
He swung a punch, and I blocked it well,  
Then I punched him, with the force of hell!  

At the end of the round,...

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I hope you are watching, because you are not
The type with window panes, winter sunglasses on
Your naked clean eyes, watch for my sort
From the heartless gains, on what I own

Behind that courtyard, whose pregnant owner
The reason we starve, slim and thin
Behind that mansion, near my...

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Knockout!
Drop the bowling ball on Putin’s head
See how the multi coloured ball
Adds another colour to its rainbow hue
Now bloody red with a bit of brains yellow
Not that Putin ever had a brain to use
His disastrous Putin War in Ukraine
Bled his pretty military dead and white
If...

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My parents were 
far from preachy. 
They went to church 
separately and I went
to the children’s service 
separately as well.

But as a family we
went to many Irish wakes 
that enabled me 
last New Year’s Day
to look death in the eye 
when my daughter died 
after...

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Pretty Knockout

The woman's a pretty knockout

her presence fills the room

She has an air about her,

and all about her drool.

Her hair is long and shiny,

its like a cloth of gold.

Her eyes shine like emeralds,

A smile that makes you melt.

Her face has features that bewitch,

enchanting, exotic, like...

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Coronavirus is a monster
  that is creeping all about
Together we are fighting it
  with togetherness we do shout
However many rounds it takes
  we will give the final knockout

Monday, January 3, 2022
Bite Size Poem #31 Poetry Contest
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O-ne
R-ound
L-oss
A-gainst
N-o
D-efeat
O-pponent

Topic: Poet (Orlando Belo) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Beauty stealthily creeps; peripherally drifting, sight unseen.
We’re caught at times within her gaze so clean.

Our eyeballs turning inside out rusted with mistrust,
find beauty sometimes giggling, hidden deeply, as she must.

Sometimes creeping slowly by, we neither see nor hear her sigh;
feel her tap upon our shoulder,...

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Slovakia one
deep dark despair depression
England nil — hey Jude
Bellingham bicycle kick
Toney assist Kane header...

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