Short Cobs Poems

Elegant is the white swan
Joined for life swimming along
When cobs and pens breed again
Then cygnets swim with them

Date: 1/21/2020
Contest: When and Then
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas...

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Har, ya say it aren't so.
Yer holds a black spot.
Ye won't live to be old.
Grow short on the clock.
We want that, Gold.
Those cobs in a box.
Nice to know ya Munroe.
Pistol shot, flintlock....

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Words fell through my mind
in plumber’s wrenches
you walked
through a room
my hands shook 
I kept pebbles in my pocket
to hold on to 

you
kicked at my desire
broad hoofed 
your head became
an Olmec icon
my fingers reached
reached for you
like skinny cobs 
of ancient maize...

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Listen to poem:

Have you heard 
a carrot scream, 
when dragged outta earth?
Or the yell of green beans
peeled alive
severed cross-wise, sectioned?
Or the curdling 
yell of purple potatoes 
plonked alive in 
boiling water?
Or the plaintive cry of yellow corn
cobs stripped-searched, naked.
All to be less-wasteful,
and draw humanely, 
and guilt-free,
in noise-cancelling
headphones....

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In the garden with the vines
The leafy palace soft entwines
Beans and melons, blooms of gold
Green plants are growing, new and old
All are reaching for the light
And resting patiently at night
The Sun gives life to warm their day
Green leaves are waving in the way
Down between the rows of corn
Where the golden cobs are born
Peaceful shelter in soft shade
Have you wondered how they’re made?...

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Deep in the earth’s bowels
We crawl through tight tunnels
Where it’s darker than night
But for glimmer of light
From small stub of tallow,
A feeble yellow glow.
Above our heads the rock
It often creaks and cracks.

We each have our own jobs.
Mine is collecting cobs.
Others sort slate and slack
From the hewn rock-face black.
Some haul full carts of coal        
Up track to exit hole. 
Crawling through tight tunnels,
Deep in the earth’s bowels....

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I have a question a wondering thought imagine this and that...
If a squirrel is a rodent?
Why? Then why is it such a cute little critter;
And when they procreate do they also have a litter;
With a big fluffy tail looking like a skinny malnourished cat,
 ...that's just to silly;
That a squirrel is just a pretty rat;
There's one in my front yard he likes  corn cobs I've named him Billy;

9/30/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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all litters as i walk the dunes 
and so i cry to sunlight, 
the tree hides it in its roots, 
to spring up its stem, 
the settled sand of the hour glass. 

i thought a while about the fish 
in the sea, 
zig zad,circles, 
why do we walk in a file? 
if only we could wipe those litters: 
arrows that shatter the heart. 

i draw a picture 
cobs after lion,boys after man, 
(the fields still greener ahead) 
and i pinpoint a finish, 
in the wide gullet of mother earth....

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