Bobbled Poems - Poems about Bobbled

...On an early morning walk along the shore I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor What treasures are buried beneath its sands Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans I wanted a key to unlock the ......Read the rest...

...There was a dear November long ago Tucked on the top shelf with my good stuff Along with the other fond sentiments Good books and pictures go hand in hand But that first Fall in college was a kee......Read the rest...

...Young and dumb, heart still growing. Felt the flicker, still not knowing. Bashful winks was all it took. Fell prey to her fickle hook. Flowers, candies, things that bobbled; Broke the bank a......Read the rest...

...Hark The captain spoke to the sick and starving As he bobbled on the bow And began We will go there Pointing his crooked finger as his dark, salty body dropped But with each upsurge he made ......Read the rest...

...This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew was flung. On a raft urgently built of salvaged timbers ......Read the rest...

...Watching snowflakes settle into a large earthenware pot, frozen fractals grow. The snow is ridged into serpentine shapes and the humped backs of deep sea monsters. Bobbled ice forms dimple and......Read the rest...

...How heavy the lid from his plastic can To be held by the fingers of a child A foam-covered sword held by his hand As he practiced his faces to look wild Runs like a warrior with bobbled stride T......Read the rest...

...A pigeon joined me for morning tea A pigeon joined me for morning tea Out on the ledge Fat as can be Starring through the window pane Starring at me As I sipped my tea He bobbled he wobb......Read the rest...

...Dumbledee Dinosaur had birds on his knees His long, Long, LONG neck would often spout green peas His eyes would twirl and his ears would spin He tried to smile all the time but his mouth was too t......Read the rest...

...The cork bobbled up and down; the river ran; chased by mother wind. The lonely wino took to coma like fresh fish out of water. The fallen bottle dripped drops of lost dreams.......Read the rest...

...I followed the recipe on the first meal, Cooked for my wonderful new expectant bride. Focused on ingredients, prepared with zeal, I baked it too long, it came out burnt and dried. Our first cri......Read the rest...

...Laying down, out in the open, Here, in the stillness of the night, Looking up to the stars shining bright, The gentle breeze blowing at the fabric, That covers the palest parts of my skin, Takin......Read the rest...

...Twas the night before Christmas at the Alberson homestead. And all was well now that everyone was warm and fed. It warmed my heart, truly a sight to see. The lights and decorations sparkling on th......Read the rest...