Best Crab Poems

the raspy whisper

finally
 
gets my full attention -
wistfully I smile
..for its persistence reminds me of you..

the crisp red leaf 
scuttles scrapingly
across the gray pavement
to and...

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It's quiet here - quiet in a way that catches me off guard. The tranquility is almost tangible, something I can touch and hold and...

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*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak,...

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A dead star that inspired this poem--the companion of the star 55 Cancri, in the constellation of Cancer the Crab--has now shrunk to only about...

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waves gently caress
washing ashore sea treasures ~
beach scavenger hunt

a flock of seagulls
swoop and steal beach crustaceans ~
crab delicacy

a warm ocean breeze
wafts of beach roses and...

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The atmosphere rings with the bell like calls
of the plover flock, long before they are spotted.
The flight herringbones a grey fedora sky.
Markings of white and...

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Tiny boardwalk along the Halifax River
Waiting to see what “catch” nature will deliver

Royal Palms’ fronds rustle in fall’s gentle breeze
No noisy distractions from teens on...

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You can see him now, dirty as a horse
that slipped in the mud, planting petunias
with that infamous shamrock thumb

(Irish from his Pop   ...

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You won't find a yard like this anymore. You'd think it would seem smaller now that I'm an adult, but it doesn't. It's still enormous,...

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*Been posting some heavy stuff lately. Time for a bit of levity.

"Hey babe, you're never gonna believe this. Crab fishing in Alaska has been cancelled...

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A few years ago I was installing carpet in someone's house and a little girl approached me and started asking me questions. A few minutes...

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wind lifts salty air
scent of the sea fills my hair --
fishing without care

pelican dives fast
shrimp on the hook was my last --
strips the bait I...

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WHO IS THE GIANT OF THEM ALL

Animals or humans, who is the giant of them all?
Bearing a two sheathed wings, the Hercules Beetles
crash the Titans...

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The horizon cuts straight, long, hard
silently declining less than a degree

like toys across a cartoon’s one frame stillness
a small yacht rocks like a child’s boat
a...

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Hell breaks loose through the trusting door
Whining its splintering, wooden hinges
Claws wrapping onto the arches beyond
Gnarled feet pressed on the threshold
Lower limbs jingling with sparky...

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