Best Centipede Poems

You got a hundred lovers,
including me
Every one of us 
give you something that you need
But you really only need us after that,
when your fire starts getting low,
and your house gets cold
You only need us 
when you need to feed,
when you need the body heat
You only...

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A centipede found its way into our home
My hairs stood on end for hours on end! 

And while we tried learning about it on Google search, 
in a dark and damp crevice it made its perch

All the cyber net did was to amplify my fears
It...

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Centipede so tiny crawls
trekking on a fence
hundred legs, he never falls
I watch in suspense…

My two feet are bad, you see,
pain comes when I walk.
Should I be a centipede,
you would hear me squawk!


*Entry for Andrea’s 7/5 Trochee contest...

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I WISH I WEREN’T A CENTIPEDE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS




I wish I weren’t a centipede, a lowly arthropod
I need a transformation into something much more mod
To obtain status, with a much higher species standing
Not be straddled with an enervating task so demanding
I get no praise for my...

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When you touch me
I circle like a centipede 
following to the rhythm of its coiling body
as you fondle hunger with your eyes
and I
feed you  with my soft cries

the moon washed in the sky’s water
draped in the sun’s golden threads of ray
mind influence hands
to take...

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Took my centipede on a walk
We were only going around the block
And before long I knew
I circled the block once, he twenty-two

That centipede stepped on my toe
Hurt so bad I had to slow
Stepped on it not just once but again and again
Not ten times but...

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I came upon a centipede
whose family was in need - 
sad news.

How, said I, can I assist?
Let's write a shopping list - 
please choose.  

There's just one thing
that, for us, you can bring -
that's shoes....

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Sam the centipede’s arithmetic was bad
When counting to 100 it was so sad
Even though he had a 100 legs without dread
He found it difficult as an abacus to get ahead 

For he would get to 50 and loose the plot
Having to start again was an...

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My mind's a snail's trail winding down my throat
Glittering triumphantly over the mountain peaks of each day
A fragmenting centipede of dead ideas several years long
Constantly chasing its growing tale, that's come full circle
Trimming a slimy scenic garden path of fear and doubt
Through a fragile shell...

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I’ll never forget the beauty of
a stare unabashed and 
unwelcome in its own right

The public spaces in which
my mind unravels
from cords pulled tight
against hollow lobes

The centipede that stitches them both
together in the fading light with
tiny purposeful arrogant unwavering
masterful steps one at a time

With no guiding...

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Please don't think it odd if I intercede
On behalf of the poor lowly centipede.
Though he does get the blues
When he has to buy shoes,
He's better off than his cousin, the millipede.
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be as it may be
moving forward marching fleet
are the many feet
~
of allotted steps
march, March stepping steps walking
left right left stepping
~
it may be as be
moving forward marching fleet
of the centipede

9/16/23
written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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Don’t listen to that centipede. 
That’s not something you need.
Pay attention to the earth’s surface. 
Take a moment to look at their face. 

Don’t eat corn on the cob. 
It will make you sob. 
Just like that small town ten miles away. 
They just couldn’t...

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Multi-legs frighten me!
Centipedes and spiders make me jump on a chair-
up I flee!

Each of them scores!
Creepy legs crawl, then run- huge scare
deplores!

Fear streams
as my lungs blare
screams!

Multi-legs frighten me!
Creepy legs crawl, then run- huge scare
screams!
...

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