Short Knobby Poems
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snobby hobby
butterfly snout
rhyming timing
old pig meat shout
priming rhyming
fun words about
Here lies what's left of Knobby Clark;
he didn't hear them shouting, 'Shark!'
written 13th September for Jesse's epitaph contest
knobby-knee’d, toes that stop
bend and pick up
penny, marble, rock
outside chalk
on concrete, begging, for me to turn around
for one more try
Why would anyone
want to see,
these legs I have on me,
Why, look at that knobby knee,
It's a sight no sane person would crave,
I'll cover them to my grave.
Corona Virus..... oh shut up or shut down?
We are all in the same crisis run-a-round.
With or without Trump and Brexit it's the same ole' coffin.
There's no cure for the gormless boffin.
by
Martin Braun
3/14/2020
window frames genuflection
eyes closed
reflection of colortones
bold and bright, bent
by early morning light, praise
of knobby oaks
like a rising thicket of fog
noticed only by specularity
of a poet’s repose
9/4/2018
MY SILLY VALENTINE
love
two struck
he timid
she so demure
chocolates proffered
reluctant acceptance
all about waistline worries
“fat or thin i’ll love you as much”
says he going down on one knobby knee
“oh tee hee” says she stuffing greedily
There was a young lad from Aberdeen
His knees were knobbiest ever seen.
Bought himself a kilt,
Wore it without guilt
Kept his bony knees kilt-worthy clean.
revised March 31, 2022
originally written April 4, 2021
[syllables checked with PS counter]
Old Scribe
Dry and pointed, it bleeds nothing.
Scratch, scratch, scratch, it tears the paper.
Clang, it hits the bottom of the trash bin.
She frowns and retrieves it.
Licks the end and dabs the well.
The knobby fingers gracefully draw it across the page.
It bleeds freely in the eloquent strokes on the parchment.
July 10, 2020
My sister Lucille was extremely bored
She tried surfing on an ironing board
Knobby knees spread wide,
She damned nearly died
One imagined whitecap and she was floored.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written July 13, 2020
10/10/5/5/10 syllable count
checked with PS
submitted to "Limerick" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Lisa YY
You got this hand-grenade,
it’s a pineapple on a stick,
sometimes it’s a knobby green apple.
It’s got a pin in it
once you pull it
you can’t put the pin back in.
Try
and die
for a moment.
When nothing happens
it could be a trick
or
a bomb in your mind.
Check again.
Are you still holding the pin,
or the grenade?
Throw it!
Kneeling, head bowed, the old
Knight remained still, though his
Knobby and enfeebled
Knees pulsed with pain, his worn
Knuckles ached, bloodied and
Knurled ... honored now, nigh his
KING ... he would ... not ... falter.
* FIRST PLACE in the "Pleiades K" Poetry Contest, Kim Merryman, Sponsor. *
Five o clock shadow
Around a toothpaste smile
Kinky black hair coils so wild
Cocoa black back scratched scarred
Knobby knees dented from kneeling
Rough rugged hands with dark knuckles
Full moon hips make me see double
Strange green moods dripping from me
Envying your your spirit raw free
No razor no bra no lazer no part
Of you is tame not even your name
Beautiful Black Soul.
In a meadow of daisies,
The breeze blows
Their scent to please and tease.
Bumblebees mesmerize by their glow.
The bee's fuzzy fuzz ease
To lace themselves with a trace
Of daisies yellow faces.
Joe, on his knobby bend knees,
Sneezes a bouquet he picks.
Traces of white petals scattering on the spot.
She loves me she loves me not.
10/21/2022
Knobby knees unfold
Awkward & wobbling to n fro-
The colt tries to stand,
Gently caressed by
His dam's soft prodding nose-
He falls down again,
Instinct pushes him
He must try and try again-
Moms knicker assures,
In an effort grand
He does it! Does it right then-
Staggering he falls....
And
As the hours pass
The colt burns across the field-
Mother at his heels!
motif: Natural
speak up my dear
the class can't hear you
when you mumble
e-n-u-n-c-i-a-t-e
stand up straight
pull that hair back
from your face
no wonder no one wants
to play with you
at recess all you ever do
is sit outside the classroom door
nose in a book
"look, look! it's bug-eyes"
she hears somebody say
"she's such a booger-nosed,
knobby-kneed, goober-dweeb"
she waits . . .
until their voices fade
to wipe her tears
away
Knowing Knob Enlightenment
For fifty years I rode and rammed,
With Mr Knobby never planned,
Like the other dum, dumb, dum, dumm, damned,
Until I got enlightenment,
The nose cap on the missile end,
It tickles if you use it when,
Access denied, nose cap it sends,
The ladies just excitement,
Tremors of entitlement,
So think about it then?
No brain-dead-headed men ?
Short jabs inside, it’s meant
The rapture of alignment…
Don Johnson
About Those Kilts
By Elton Camp
It causes me neither harm nor hurt
If a man should decide to wear a skirt
To some in Scotland it must bring delight
I hear that over there it’s a common sight
But may it not spread to the USA, please
Who wants to see a man’s knobby knees
If a strong wind should happen to blow
Who knows what vile sight it might show
For Scotland, I’ve thought about this before
What icons are put on the bathroom door?
The Gates of Hades
today I visited your Grave my love
I wasn’t sure if you noticed
this cemetery is in a Godforsaken place
the knobby old weeping willows
lend a Ghostly tenor to the site
the wind blowing through the trees
makes a Groaning sound or
perhaps it is just my imagination
I am still Grief-stricken since
that time ten years ago when
your soul was taken from me
and lifted to heaven on Gossamer wings
I shall never forget you until
my time comes
Exfoliative sycamore
Limbs splay low above the water
like giraffe's drinking from the shore
at some silty, placid river.
Where once their arthritic branches
at the mercy of winters winds
it’s springs meliorative changes
that bring green budding knobby limbs.
Here I sit astride a boulder
overlooking the riverbank
awestruck by springs natural wonders
recurrent offerings enchant
me like a mesmerizer’s spell:
enthralled, hypnotized, compelled.
If I Walk
When much more to God do give
The longer we all are likely to live
And if around we never are messing
We will receive God's beautiful blessing.
On best behavior, we should always be
When your find your face in front of TV
Even though it is right here and now
Should pray to God and head do bow.
When I pray on both knobby knees
To my God this will highly please;
So if I walk to Him and never swerve,
God will give me what I do deserve.
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Mama’s chili pot put out a call
Wanting a variety of beans in the fall
Forty-nine types of beans showed up in all
Auditions were conducted by me and Saul
Lima beans were boring, dull and bland.
Chili beans are always close at hand.
Pork and beans were stuck up and snobby.
Garbanzo beans were hard and knobby.
We finally chose six types of beans.
Together they made the chili fit for queens.
Mama’s chili was better than ever before.
We kicked the limas and garbanzos out the door.