Short Bobbed Poems

the pigeon coo cooed
he strutted and bobbed his head . . . 
                                 a hundred soon came...

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Iridescent Blue

Damselfly respite.
Basking feast on bobbed wire,
The sun warms; next, flight.

©  Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 7, 2009...

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A school of silverfish looked up at me
      At least it seemed their eyes could see

    I acknowledged them with a bob of my head
      They bobbed me back ~ That's all we said...

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A king fisher swooped down
into the silent waters at the noon
a flash of amber and blue
bobbed up sloshing- whoo
a silver fish dangling from its beak
like an ornate pendant, from that creek...

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Mint green glass
bottled, filled 
Milky poison
your free will
Traveled oceans
bobbed on waves
A message though
no one it saves
Could have been filled
with a note to me
I could have saved you
out at sea
Instead you spat
your venom kiss
Mint green bottle
gone, dismissed....

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granny sat on a mound of fire ants
who crawled right into her underpants
they bit her right on the rump
and boy did she begin to jump and bump
she wiggled and bobbed and did a funny prance
and we never even knew she could dance

Insects Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Angela Tune
01/15/22...

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What time of day it is I do not know
Except that like some fish doped out of the deep water
I've bobbed up bolly wise from stream of sleep
It is drumming hard here and I suppose everyhere
Dropping with insistent ardour upon our roof thatch and shed
And thro'  sheaves slits open
To thunder and lightening
So,lets roll over on our back
And settle to the sleep of the innocent and free....

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The long strings trembled
As the soft hammer
Hammered softly
Against the long strings

The other hammers danced
And bobbed up
Striking their heads
Against a ceiling
Of long strings

Dark, so dark,
But awash with song
As it bursts out
To where? 
Where does it belong? 

As it tickles the ears
Of an audience that hears
A rendition
A composition
From a long string
Of old masters...

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Dark, tranquil night grew fidgety
With fits of whooshing wind
And sleep, serene, it ebbed away
With pelting, driven rain
While wife of mine, she clutched my hand
‘Neath bedclothes warm and soft—

All through the storm we cuddled tight
As branches bobbed, they thrashed;
Pale dawn, at last, all gray and wet
Brought Eros on a call:
He saw our love, his grin he flashed,
A tempest then stirred up....

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The snake snatched 
it;s single horn clipped
for strong medicine,
to be used on a worrier
or a chief  who,
is facing a valley of death from bullets
would be brave, unfinding 
- - - - - untouched
when moon looked the other way
                        eclipsed,
and stillness, stark marked
                   stillness
made earnings,
the snake bobbed up from 
the wildest of wild things
_ _ _  gave its horn
to the medicine man....

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Billy Joel's stories were top notch
Always enjoyed his music very much
He claimed only the good die young
So what have you been up to my old chum?

Grew up with bands like Three Days Grace
With mad Gontier screaming in my face
Bobbed my head to the heavy sound
But the constant rage really brought me down

Now there's kids like Justin Bieber
I claim bubonic, they say it's fever
Not his "music" that makes people stare
It's because of that ridiculous hair!...

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A spider dropped into my soup
oxtail it was
with a dash of Worcester
he popped right up 
and made for shore
not too hairy
nor too large
for a heart-beat
I could only stare 
as he bobbed about  
in my bowl of soup
released from my dismay
I reached in with my spoon
scooped him out
and tipped him onto the table
as I watched him scurry away 
all spidey-like
without so much 
as a backward glance
I dearly wished 
that I could speak spider.

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