Best Earthworm Poems
Like Ramen noodles,
packaged, dried worms are instant.
Just add hot water, stir, and eat.
The rain came down
Saturating the ground
The earthworm came up
To swim in the muck
The dove came down
Hearing a splish splash sound
Now the earthworm flys
For the past half billion years
They crawled the earth both soil and sphere
Million trillion unknown souls
To eat and breed their only goal
Homme or femme hermaphrodite
In pairs romance 'neath damp moonlight
Throughout the year they dig and toil
By the billions aerate soil
Breaking down organic matter
A major fertilising factor
Unseen, unheard, unsung dirt hero
Eco workers far from zero
Brought to surface by rainwater
Exposes them to blackbird slaughter
Toad and fox and rat and mole
Darwin's bloodbath takes its toll
Under ploughshare countless die
Modern farming genocide
Then one decides to grow and grow
Survives the hedgehog and the crow
Point four a metre - foot and three
With mass an ounce a bit weighty
Record breaking - caused a rave
And someone thought to call him Dave
His gift to science sealed his doom
Humanely killed - a glass jar tomb
Cardboard headstone with his name
Immortalised - the cost of fame
Twitter whitter - late to save
Anthropomorphised earthworm Dave
Based on BBC news article "Widnes worm Dave wriggles into record books"
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-37861928
With help from Wikipedia
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earthworm
Written 4th November 2016
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
earthworm ancient one
wears pants up under his arms..
karote black belt
earthworm digs tunnel
crawling for light at the end
clouds mask sunshine blind
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction,
yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
I'd better print a full retraction,
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
The Earthworm Keeps His Hair
Do you ever wish for a second, that you were an earthworm,
living in the soil, the slightly colder part of the world?
You could be happy there, where your oxygen didn't come from polluted air!
And lazily soaking up vitamins, and being apart of the life in living, was
your only concern, or care.
You might find content in knowing that your values were much more valuable than
the people above. Who are aimlessly trying to find happiness by ripping out each others own hair!
You'd know you were alright down there.
All the secrets from the fresh water, and the quiet hare, about what really matters here, you wouldn't even need to share!
I often wish I were an earthworm for a second. So I could stay sane, and not get
oppressed for simply possessing my natural hair!
An earthworm's home you wouldn't like
It's cold and damp and full of night
Still, It's where I am and can only be,
When I scribble and wiggle hope you see,
How hard to write immortal poetry,
While watching out for greedy birdies,
When rains wash me along the gutters,
Helplessly drowning, my heart flutters,
Suddenly over the gutter crawl,
And burrow into earth under garden wall,
In darkness may live, but full of light,
Fearing rain, but still scribble in delight,
In humility offer these poetic scribbles,
Penned with few words and lots of wiggles.
AMELIORATE.
not a word used in haiku ~
just crossword fodder
The earth worm startled. In panic it moved in its full extension, leaving behind its earthen cloak, to reveal it’s glistening self, spotless and shimmering in the sun. It accordioned itself in two second intervals, covering a full foot across the ground in a half minute, evoking its full fight or flight. Can an earth worm be startled? It has a brain and thus has survived eons helping to amend the earth’s crust into the self-perpetuating fertile richness that feeds the planet.
I will use AMEND
it will sidestep the clutter ~
tongue and mind at ease
It senses threat without eyes or ears. I am tormented by moles and vigilant to their presence, ready to attack. Robins tip me off, arriving at the first presence of the mole’s movement to feast on earth worms who nearly leap from the fresh soil, signaled by the moles vibrations into the soil that surrounds it. Nature’s recycler, composter , aerator, master ameliorator, food-chain participant and harmless companion to the gardener. Rest easy my friend, I mean you no harm.
Entry: Moments Of Reflections - Haibun Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Malabika Ray Choudhury
Date created: 4/30/21
worm curls around stick
in the mud...troubled waters
— this makes boy smile
8/3/2018
buried underground
dreamer worm anxiously waits
catch fish in the sea
welcome this heart,
congenitally, sickeningly loathed
not even clothed, leave her threshold.
brought into the world, a radial embrace
cradled in the rain, slapped across the face.
scapegoat of the mother, never far from the tree
saddled in pain, crawling formlessly.
carry this apple, take a crisp bite
sour and cold, not even ripe.
now welcome this heart,
bitter and mindless,
feed on the fright
frigid as marble , scorched as a star
feed him dirt, never far, never far
arachnid fangs descend, venomous reign
eat your own infant, drown in the rain;
then do it again,
again,
and again.
Farmers know what they gain
From every drop of rain
And feel what they lose
With heat tightening the noose.
Planters guess the – added in scores ,
When earthworm into the soil bores
And celebrate a widening pore:
A graciously opened door!
Farmers wish the worst for pest,
When birds put them to a test
And could murderers irritate
If rodents chose to irritate.
Farmers think to sometimes deceive
To fat grants surely receive
Their multiplying farm needs conceive
And the next certain droughts perceive!