Best Crawlies Poems
i stood looking outside
listening to the rain
with its long slender fingers
tap a tune against my window
squeegees in hand
i could see
the troops of drops
clean the air
for a clearer view
while on their descent
people
some walking
holding their umbrellas
others running
attempting to escape
the cruel barrage of
knocks to their heads
there are a few children
in their rainy day gear
locked and loaded
steady and ready
attacking the puddles
with a fierce offensive
crushing any and all puddles
dare question their authority
jumping and diminishing
the enemy ruthlessly
the children's joy
propels me to thoughts
of the gift ahead
a rainbow large
or maybe a double arc
fully colored vibrant
interrupted
my kettle
whistles
me over
meticulously
i proceed to prepare
my rainy day cocoa
in my neighborhood
it's a law
rain?
hot cocoa
cocoa in hand
i return to my show
the trees are soaked
the rain unrelenting
the plants forced
to bend under the
weight of heavy rain
all the tiny flyers
seek shelter
while birds
bomb dive
for their landing
worms however
are in their
full glory
out for their
unscheduled shower
later aliens
with lamps
shinning from
their foreheads
will gather
to pluck
worms
from the earth
poor worms
my daughters
will be glad
never having
liked crawlies
of any kind
i suppose
they would think
poor aliens
the rain now
is descending violently
apparently in cahoots
with the wind
but still no
thunder or lightning
this must be their
week off
a paid vacation
i gather
my cocoa only
warm and almost
finished
i decide to
bid the rain
a good night
i head
upstairs
for my
daily shower
Maurice Yvonne
September 12 2014
Rainy Day Contest
Categories:
crawlies, rain,
Form:
Free verse
In a province exploited
by prejudiced seasons,
a minority ebony rose
is taunted by prominent
i v o r y l i l i e s.
Biased blossoms ridiculing
tones of its charcoal petals,
yet blooming in the same
quilt of soil as each other.
Soothing raindrops
never discriminate though,
as scents of petrichor
fuse with floret elegance,
nor does the sun only shine
for the privileged,
as all flora sunbathes in
the passions of its rays,
refreshed by the same
migrating gentle breeze.
Scarlet beetles
munch upon lily leaves,
whilst aphids suck
upon rose sepals.
Creepy crawlies
unconcerned with
a p p e a r a n c e,
massacre and spread
like an epidemic.
Until the arrival of
feathered immigrants,
who feast upon an
assortment of morsels.
In any garden,
birds care not for
whom they sing.
They defecate on all flowers,
aware all will wilt eventually.
Winter frost oppresses
regardless of culture,
so birds flee.
But, when roses crumble,
they re-emerge
fresher and brighter,
as their red thorns remain
protecting their right
to flourish freely under
fresh blue skies..
F O R E V E R
Categories:
crawlies, analogy, community, discrimination,
Form:
Free verse
Written: November 19, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest
The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. Its presence is more beautiful than the stars with more clarity than the polished mirror of your heart. By Rumi
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Clinging comely crimson cleome curb cosmos
Sky is nebulous with dusk, owing to camos
Ornaments that balmily flicker in the background
Amid whirlpools of jade, scarlet, and indigo found.
Nothing beats a comely asterism of fall nights
To gaze up at the stars and relish the sights
Space wideness may induce mankind to fear
We fathom how desultory we are, through tears.
Diaphanous moon beams brighten the land
Crafting creepy casts curdling children's strands
But the moon is breathtaking in its own right
With a million-year-old mountains and sights.
Amid a silvery sky ignited by the moon
Lonesome island of stars, in a druid swoon
Streets that glisten with dazzling lighting
Crystals of iridescent amethyst shining.
Efflorescence is diaphanous in appearance
Lawns are studded by ruddy lilac buds entrance
Creepy crawlies in azure wind their way upward
Gazebos are sleek and clad in ivory word.
Wispy clouds start to split or disperse
Nebulous mist of the island, to immerse
Elysian Symphony builds to a crescendo
Regarding the violin-produced echo.
Cosmic bodies aligned akin to pins on a map
Assist sailors in spotting their suitable cap
Waterlilies float, creating a gorgeous scene
Lullaby is sung on an idyllic lake, so serene.
The aurora shimmers with an aurified glow
Sewn from spools of gossamer light and flow
A veiled glade is seen by a translucent moon
Rosewood, wisteria, periwinkle, iris leaf tune.
Elixir of gems at night, shine, and dazzle
Host the discovery of feasible ways of gravel
Quintessence of empyreal magnificent form
Bright kaleidoscope prismatic of stars swarm.
Categories:
crawlies, analogy, appreciation, beauty, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
The naked night, the wailing wind;
leaves in their flight are summers end.
Betwixt occult and morning’s light
moon stands, it’s her birthright.
Ghost-nests revealed in abandoned limbs;
wind wails and peals its adieu hymns.
Birds left will feed on frozen meals;
squirrels will plead for fruity fields.
As Earth beds down for an annual sleep;
wear no frown no crawlies will creep.
Parchment colors paint the ground,
Fires for lovers will abound.
In autumn as the Vandyke leaves fall, lovers truly have a ball.
When winter’s cold molests the air, spiced rum and cocoa we’ll all share.
Categories:
crawlies, autumn, earth, environment, nature,
Form:
Sonnet
A poem is a cryptic array
And could be the terrorist play
The web is complex
But will never perplex
The mighty and proud NSA
Author's note: It is not just phone and email traffic that is monitored. By logic and since any and all websites can be used as code, I have to surmise that the NSA is reading all web traffic as well. Nothing is private from the prying eyes of the web crawlers. The robots out there scanning us and checking on what we are doing may inflate the total of the views of our work.
Categories:
crawlies, betrayal, writing,
Form:
Limerick
Mushrooms
and
meadows
Sunshine
and
shadows
Gentle
ripples on
the calm
river
Foaming
rapids in
white
water
The jungle
echoes in
the semi-
darkness
while
daylight
creepy
crawlies
clear the
mess.
Peasants
seen
toiling and
pheasants
go
scratching
as I spy a cricket kinda'
somersaulting
The cactus in
imagination, the
desert's prickly
femmefatale
Elsewhere a lone fallen
leaf
floats in the canal
Prairie dogs go popping
while hares go hopping
But in town, ladies go
shopping
Swans have formed a V-
line
The flora is ooh yes
divine
and bees they form a
bee-line!
Seista seizes birdlovers
too
They miss out on the
hoopoe's
song
for the hoopoe it does
not sing
on cue
since a bird may sing
anytime
to woo
Gosh what a contrasted
medley became of the
scenery
Town and jungle, the
eve's
murk or dawn's greenery.
Ah wherever you go
nature's
so panoramic
Painters paint pictures
but God
actually created what's
picturesque!
Categories:
crawlies, creation, nature,
Form:
Couplet
I lay in bed and what do I see
A spider walking right above me
It is a huge and fleshy one
In the morning it would be gone
I see more creepy crawlies again
They are really becoming a pain
Wood lice are walking along the path
When I have seen them I need a bath
I can’t stand insects of any kind
They nearly send me out of my mind
I know they exist and they are there
But I don’t want them anywhere
In the garden it’s full of ants
I really don’t want them in my pants
Centipedes well what can I say
Too many legs so keep them away
Live and let live I know it’s true
I don’t mind whatever they do
But please don’t let them come near me
I can’t stand creepy crawlies you see
Categories:
crawlies, funny
Form:
Rhyme
The scarecrow
Surrounded in a field of sugar cane
The sun begins to set
He musters out a yawn
A horizon he has seen for the last 34 years
From which he was placed to lay and hang
He ponders to himself
I am made of straw
Just a device
For the so called alien of nature
I receive no love
Only hatred and torment
On rainy days
I am chilled to the bone
Mushy and soaked
On sunny days the crows pick
And make fun
I have no friends
Only the creepy crawlies
That dwell upon my body
they eat me alive
I wonder
Why
Why
Why do I deserve such a life!
I still live even though I have fallen apart!
A strong breeze brushes past The rows of fields
through my straw dwelling
suddenly
Silence Unbearable silence
I then hear a voice
I turn my head to the source
It whispers
You help me survive
The scarecrows body shakes
Tears pour down his face
The scarecrow smiles
Categories:
crawlies, crazy, emotions, fantasy, feelings,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
It’s dusk in Texas in May
Keeping the June Bugs at bay
Citronella works in a way
Creepy-crawlies more dense in the day
Reading Kafka but only halfway
Focus not with it today
As the candle attracts other array
Wish they’d get out of the way
Reflecting on what I have done
"Metamorphosis" not accession
Possibly carved out more than a pun
For others to enjoy modest fun
Glad not to have invented the gun
Or to have met Attila the Hun
Had my short day in the sun
Did nothing to force me to run
Still have more than a quarter
And weary of being a boarder
Must get out from the eye of my warder
Honestly don’t wish to court her
My first stint here close to the border
And my stay getting shorter and shorter
Too many creatures for sorter
There I will find a "Castle" of High Order
Categories:
crawlies, adventure, allegory, introspection, people,
Form:
Rhyme
I am digging in my sandpit
and I find a wriggly worm
I take it to show my mummy
you should have seen her squirm!
She does not like creepy crawlies
as they make her feel quite ill
But she's not seen my new pet spider
I have called my spider Bill!
Nursery Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
10/12/21
Categories:
crawlies, fun, insect,
Form:
Rhyme
In the tangled jungle of my mind
creepies and crawlies
bite and suck.
They feast on your blood
and fill you with venom.
Howls of the night
keep you from rest,
and contorted vines
grab at your feet.
Oh, and the poisons
that turn your mind within
and make you fear your past.
And your future.
Those poisons in the smoke,
the innocent leaf,
and the full round berries,
Juicy and ripe,
that would lull you to a soundless sleep.
In the cave-dark recesses
I see nothing
but danger.
Whilst you, bathing in the dappled sun,
taut with adrenalin,
lean and young and brilliant,
agile and streetwise,
your light shields your eyes
seeing only the soft green shoots
and fearful creatures.
Seduced by that beguiling woodland.
Aware of only good
You go where I would fear to travel.
Take care.
Categories:
crawlies, child, family, mother,
Form:
Free verse
Snakes slither in my veins in lieu of blood.
There is a demon in my eye.
My stomach’s full of stinking mud.
A troll grins gleefully between my thighs.
My fingers form black widow’s legs.
My knees are sculpted from dead men’s skulls.
My toes are those of crows who’ve laid their eggs
Within the cracks of my withered soles.
Upon my shoulders rest two vultures’ nests
Like shambolic, messed epaulets.
A massive ogre sits upon my chest.
He adorns me like a medal on a general’s breast.
I am a tenement
For all the creepy-crawlies
Beneath the firmament
And it drive me up the wallies
That none of them pay rent.
Categories:
crawlies, body, dark, funny, halloween,
Form:
Light Verse
I din't travel by bus to school
Neither did my mother drive me there
With my friends and cousins
I had the best of childhood fun
During my primary school days
On my way to school
Early start from home
The tropical sun was warm
Kids from the neighborhood
Joined as we marched by
To feel the magic of the forest
On my way to school
Avoiding the main road
And the cobbled village lane
Away from the adult eyes
Swayed by the occult cries
Of the magic creepy crawlies
On my way to school
Shuffling through the silky webs
Of the watchful Arachno- spies
Slowing at the sight of scorpions
And the scurrying beetles and centipedes
We bent and crawled in the woods
On our way to school
The subtle sweet taste
Of the wild cardamoms
Was hardly enough to suck
and spit the pungent seeds
Yet it was a weird delicacy
On my way to school
Shiny purple Passion fruits
Velvety blue wild olives
Inky violet Bovitiyas
Rasamora and blackberries
Stimulated the taste buds
On my way to school
The years have gone by
Dwellings have reached the sky
Cobbled lane has disappeared
Motor cars are revered
I wander what the kids do now
On their way to school
Categories:
crawlies, childhood, memory,
Form:
Narrative
Butterflies, beetles
bugs and grubs. A
blood thirsty mosquito.
The bumblebee, the
hornet, the wasp stings
without warning. A
daddy long-legs, a biting
cleg, a spider climbing
up your leg. Ladybugs
and dragonflies whizzing
about the place. The pond
skater glides across the
water, showing such grace.
A wiggly worm, a tiny
burrower, under ground
skimming water or above
the trees. Creepy crawlies
are all around me.
Categories:
crawlies, butterfly, creation, imagery, poetry,
Form:
Sweltering summer temperatures
and warm sultry summer nights
left me scratching my legs red raw
I hate receiving nasty insect bites
I’d slather bare limbs with cream
that the chemist had given me
Bites are an issue that I live with
itchy red legs are quite unsightly
Every beach dress skims the earth
and I ensure I spray all my skin
But these heartless hungry critters
find a gap and they get stuck in!
I’ve spent all my hard earned cash
yet have been unable find a cure
Why can’t these creepy crawlies
abstain, their bites I can’t endure
A friend suggested that I purchase
a new-fangled electric bug racquet
It zaps the pesky bugs with each swat
and E-Bay didn’t charge me a packet!
The package arrived back in May
with my electric zapper I’m smitten
I’ll carry it with me all summer
I am certain I’ll never get bitten!
Lipogram Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
Letter O has been omitted
Rhyme checked with rhymezone
06/17/21
Categories:
crawlies, humorous, insect, summer,
Form:
Rhyme