Best Aphid Poems
an aphid on a
leaf. hold on with all your might!
a storm is coming!
Today I picked the garden fruit,
To make complete a tasty meal;
And came across an aphid brute.
Today I picked the garden fruit,
Beside my house of holes and root;
To emphasis my scalloped veal.
Today I picked the garden fruit;
To make complete a tasty meal.
I cleared the vines of ripened crop,
Then freed my back from painful stoop;
And took inside to finely chop.
I cleared the vines of ripened crop,
To later make some veggie soup;
And then I’ll go to bed and drop.
I cleared the vines of ripened crop;
Then freed my back from painful stoop.
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
First Place Winner ~ "Triolet" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Giorgio Veneto
Sept. 4, 2013
Jabberwocky Redux
After reading too much Aquinas
Would an aphid reside in an onager’s ear
if the onager’s master spoke Twi?
Or a Gascony scop with a leper elope
if a civet leapt out of a tree?
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
Would an addax in Denmark gyrate
if an emu in Sweden bore freight?
Or an eland in Chile complain
if jerboas in Goa refrain?
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
For really I thought ‘twas the onager taught
the aphid the tenor of Twi, and
that Gascony scops with Norwegians eloped
when Danes had lepers to tea.
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
Donal Mahoney
The evil Black Widow hatched a wicked plan.
Using a willy worm for weather control,
she could crush the ants empire in her hand.
Just by sending flooding rain and freezing snow.
The Empire of the Ants heard of her plan,
and ordered Soldier B123 to arms.
He took a trained Beetle to be his shield man,
together they marched out past the aphid farms.
Soon they arrived at the Black Widows abode,
and she strummed her web hard, to cause them to flee.
The Soldier grabbed her, and on her back he rode,
while the trained Beetle set the willy worm free.
The Black Widow slipped through a hole in the wall.
Soldier and Beetle stand ready for the call.
Walmart
I despise you
The flea on the dog
Aphid in the garden
Disease that turns into plague
Wasn't to pleased we did business with you
Was out of my control,
Had to watch the news
He comes in my room
Look of disgust on his face
Units being returned
Okay, no big deal
They never reached the shelves
Gamblers disadvantage seems unreal
You reported units sold
Numbers don't add up
Some underpaid worker
Wasn't properly trained on your scanner
It's seeing loved ones hurt
16 hours days,
Sorting through sheisty distributors
No first grade teacher telling you how to read a contract
It's brutal
It's full of life
So when someone really screws you over
You're lungs clench,
They bite
Hard to breathe
Hard to see
Wedding coming up,
Bills wont adjust
You've made it hard
Your business tactics
Make broke so abrupt
I try to keep my head high
Attitude optimistic
Trying to make a dent in the world
Hard when you're a role model for retailers
They'll be sure to follow suit
The real fear
Companies don't learn
Brick n Mortar stores will bump up churn
Because the leader of the pack
Decided to cut prices and help
High price of Low Cost,
Still cant fit my emotions into words.
Big picture,
Big release for us
Small in comparison to others
Can't imagine the look on big distributors face
When they got their numbers,
Want Walmart to burn in hell
Still wouldn't be even
Soup and greens,beer and tea
buttlerfly young just love me,
aphid trap and liquid feed
ladybird heaven,yes indeed!
I love phosphate & nitrate soil
such versatility reduces toil,
my leaves quicken the compost
all this for free,at no cost!
Okay,okay,yes I sting
but for you its win,win,win!
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Tribute to the utrica dioica
Let Any Agnostic Provide a Reply
After reading too much Aquinas
Would an aphid reside in an onager’s ear
if the onager’s master spoke Twi?
Or a Gascony scop with a leper elope
if a civet leapt out of a tree?
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
Would an addax in Denmark gyrate
if an emu in Sweden bore freight?
Or an eland in Chile complain
if jerboas in Goa refrain?
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
For really I thought ‘twas the onager taught
the aphid the tenor of Twi, and that
Gascony scops with Norwegians eloped
when Danes had lepers to tea.
You doubt it? Read Thomas and see.
Donal Mahoney
"Light Wings and Gossamer Black"
tears of all the lost years
ghosts' pearls falling softly gossamer black
caressing your sad heart’s crimson
its bleeding broken beautiful cracks
a small heaven winks back
some of your light wings
the other side reflects
some of your light wings
a small heaven winks back
light wings sent for unholy hosts
Inside me there is always you
wormwood wisdom
the killing of time gliding
praying for aphids on the tar plain view
some of your light wings
Blue Silver, Silver Blue
Light Wings
for pearls falling
into your shining pools
spinning softly gossamer black
walking forever towards you
through silver blue
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"My Favourite Ghosts" / Bianca Strega
https://youtu.be/C01MHTTZCfs
"...Terror made me cruel" Wuthering Heights, Bronte
“The people you love become ghosts inside of you, and like this you keep them alive.”
"The ghosts of things that never happened are worse than the ghosts of things that did.”
"Ourself, behind ourself concealed,
Should startle most;
Assassin, hid in our apartment,
Be horror's least."
Emily Dickenson
Gossamer adj.
Gossamer is something super fine and delicate – like a spider web or the material of a wedding veil.
The original gossamer, from which these meanings come from, is the fine, filmy substance spiders excret to weave their webs. A dress can be gossamer-like, if its fabric is so sheer as to be see-through, or almost.
Blue Silver
"This is why Simon wrote the line "Sing Blue Silver" in lyrics for the song, "The Chauffer": as a child he read a book about time travel, and in it said that allegedly, people who are coming back from a trip in time see blue silver. It adds to the song's supernatural element."
https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/12577/
https://youtu.be/8ZkEF-7I8js
Aphids.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aphid
I have just been confounded by nature on so many counts. I have been commenting on bumblebees not being seen in any quantity over most of the month, and today two species. Not abundant, but present, and pleasantly surprised I was. Another flying busybody not seen all summer, the common wasp, just the one, a welcomed visitor, a gardeners friend, many a plant it inadvertently defends in search of sustenance. Like insatiable caterpillars, and aphid or two, a job well done I’m telling you. A dragonfly, another hungry invertebrate diner. Then beautiful flitter, flutter, butterflies, green veined, large and small cabbage white, small tortoiseshell, speckled wood, the day for them very good. Hoverflies, or flower flies, depending on which side of the pond you're from, some beauts you will see, as you peruse my photography.
nature surprises
whatever time of year
unwrapped presents
Now for a blaze of colour, flowers, natures August glory. Indeed my horticultural favourites, what? Why did I not say passion? Well, you’ll see for indeed I had both the flower and the fruit, both preceded, yes, by how I feel passion. Beauty at my fingertips, a fuchsia, inverted, a view not often seen. So many colours, August has done itself proud, come visit if you crawl, fly, or slither, humans not allowed.
dusk… hark the frog croak
swallows fill the air
silent smooth newts
I like cute dogs, poofy dogs, goofy dogs,
Wiggly Giggly Barking dogs, quiet dogs too,
Smart dogs, silly dogs, crazy dogs, lazy dogs,
Large agressive guarding dogs,
Those are just a few,
I enjoy helpful dogs, playful dogs, bashful dogs,
Hyperactive athlete dogs,
How about you?
How about birds, do you like birds?
Fat birds, slender birds,
Small flutery skittish birds,
Exotic birds too?
Long legged birds, short legged birds,
pink birds, white birds,
250 pound birds (just the ostrich, mind you...)
Feathery birds, Arctic Birds,
Tropic Birds, Desert Birds,
Rodent-eating raptor birds,
wait, I'm not through,
I know, you like bugs!
Dull bugs, colorful bugs,
Icky Creepy crawly bugs,
Biting bugs too,
Flying bugs, walking bugs,
Running bugs, jumping bugs,
Maggot-Bearing Bullimic Bugs,
Those are just a few,
Stinky bugs, Slimy bugs,
Aphid eating ladybugs,
Luminescent Phosphorescent Glowing bugs too!
I love them all
Big and small,
Animals are off the wall,
But don't trip
Just be hip,
Dont be givin' me no lip,
Animals are here for a purpose,
They have prodigiously covered the earths surface,
They are what we see what we learn, what we love, what we hate,
Some can be oh so meddlesome, but they have been helpful as of late,
Helping us to plow our fields, sniff out crooks, give us food,
Fulfill other necessities, so please let us not be rude,
Lets give these critters their credit due,
To animals everywhere, we love you!!
(You may say "no", but trust me, you do..)
Marigolds, the tint of molten sun,
Battled with the aphid horde, and won,
Routing them with pungent, putrid stink,
Beautiful to see…not smell…I think.
i was a child, pushing aphids into and popping them under my fingernails, letting their green corpses gather like dirt before sucking my fingertips clean.
my mother caught me and slapped my hands away from my mouth with a disgusted grunt.
i felt embarassed but acted ashamed, continuing my compulsion in secret; then, in two decades' time, i became an aphid.
Bouquets of eastern starlings, raving.
Reaching out, fledgling saving,
The garden sloth of heaven's hues
Living in a bath of saffron dews.
Darkend the plough that snails follow
With troughs behind it tumbling hollow;
And up the steepend crag it crowns,
Margined off by aphid sundowns.
Violent garden of solar grapes,
some day we will barrel your shapes,
And your gentle filligree reigns retake-
Still cold before the Heavens's gate.
After death, mother's wake,
Finds her hatchling in the lake,
In the mud its last breath take.
Let these sail-white bones
Forever sate
Mother earth's gentle wheat.
She eyed open like a broken mirror.
Her mother claimed
that her legs were bowed
so that she could catch the moon
between her black knees on moonless nights.
Tiny mandibles chewed her leather tongue
until it was as thin as a razor edged rapier.
it was her beef jerky meditations
that kept her words fibrous and tactile.
I married Ladybug inside a bottle
of sweet yellow Merlot
(we were stuck and sticky
in the last drops of a licking love).
She wore a red spotted dress
and her shoes were pincer bright.
I flagrantly fought her to a standstill
in my usual green camouflage.
Her father chased me for days
for I had stolen her hard shell-like mind;
he never caught me
though he did put a spell inside my head,
a Catholic chain-mailed spell
that bound me to her hard carapace
as if I were an aphid -
a gummy mouthed aphid
that could only hitch a ride
strapped to her ever searching hunger.
Political standards are falling
To a point some say is appalling
The Elephant said:
"You've got to wear red
And knock on their door, "Aphid calling"!