Beetle Poems - Poems about Beetle

...neither cleanliness nor godliness do I abide rather yours truly doth thrive on keeping the ethos, mythos, and pathos of Pigpen alive subjected to eternal abomination, brutalization, condemnatio......Read the rest...

...After President Joe Robinette Biden Junior withdrew from the presidential race... Planet earth (the Mother of all) breathed a collective and palpable sigh of relief, and I too deeply exhaled, ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of fallen forests we stand, an ocean of shadows slides beneath us, leaves of light, threads of dusty time, and in that dense silence, an old murmur begins to tell the tale of our for......Read the rest...

...earthquakes erupting across from this page moving mixtures of cursive listening to me and herself morfine her spelling call button exact minute of hour she's eligible to request another sublingual sq......Read the rest...

..."Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts." Rachel Carson Even a dead leaf caught up in bare branches can seem beautiful to......Read the rest...

...Why do some scarab beetles have horns and others do not? The answer to six scientific questions like this, I avidly sought. To throw down their contender, said man who been a beetle. To put them o......Read the rest...

...Why do some scarab beetles have horns and others do not? The answer to six scientific questions like this, I avidly sought. To throw down their contender, said man who been a beetle. To put them o......Read the rest...

...none of the McCormicks knew which insect had made the crying sounds odd since usually every McCormick is an expert about thirty-nine things I know because my mother and her sixty-two sisters are al......Read the rest...

...Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents, Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring, Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, Never lasts long the song they choose to sing. Being a moth mad......Read the rest...

...A mental landscape of shifting sand dunes. an intimation that something may be worth writing, A scrabbling creature crawls bedraggled out from a saturated darkness. A Scarab beetles shadow ta......Read the rest...

...Steampunk beetle knew how to dress. He was always immaculate, never a mess. I liked his monocle too, I must confess. I visited him often in the home of my grandma Bess. The one thing that he di......Read the rest...

...When I look at you, silhouettes spread through time, Variations of life, in the curtain of stars, As children, we lured each other with a warm thought, Down an alley, where you brought me a large ......Read the rest...

...I am a child again I know no loss or gain Oft oblivious of pain Till I conscious regain. Do I wake or sleep, I see the stars weep As they crackers peep, Am I awake or asleep? I giggl......Read the rest...

...I sit here pondering the next move as I watch the hour slowly slips away, and chance standing in the horizon muse steadfast at me. It is that little nudge that you get when you are almost out of brea......Read the rest...

...I am wrapped in shame Like the garden path lined by wilted roses And their thorny sidekicks. As I pluck in frustration, Pulling prickly forgiveness from my dungarees The garden fence shrink......Read the rest...