Best Grubs Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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Here are butterflies that skip 
Dull steps of metamorphosis
No isolation in coocoons
No gorging grubs like fat balloons
 Pure genesis on snow kissed  flowers
Comes with...

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A light wind gently rocks our sailboat as
breezes begin to pick up on the sun drenched dock. 
Cable wires rap and tap upon the mast...

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I await your coming
for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high…
lilac branches still bare and shivering
in the laggard lion’s breath of March
they await...

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Some conspicuous lice met once or twice  
With white follicle mites who came out at night
And an upside down tick who did magic tricks
That...

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She was an estranged angel 
On the backbone of a boar 
She never put her hair up 
Was a missile without a war 
She broke...

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Beetles, most likely, felled the giant.
A gruesome deterioration,
of a quiet magnitude,
ravaged inward.
Until, in the cold night,
root structure surrendered
from hardened ground,
to a misery of horizontal dust.
And...

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Dear Alan Titmarsh, how are you.

I do hope you and everyone else, enjoyed themselves at the do.

If you are ever in Ruddington,could you please give...

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A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this...

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This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery...

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There's weeds in my
garden I can't use a
ho(e)
The man who could
pull them don't care
no mo

The ****'s overgrown
I might need a plow
But it's waited so
long that...

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Daylily casualty
Robins flocking in the yard
Purification


***I lost a daylily to grub worms and the Robins love grubs and worms. The last two days the robins...

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I can tolerate most any grub that is placed upon my plate,
Though I must be somewhat selective so as to control my weight!
I love a...

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As I sat in my room on a stormy night,
something startled me with such a fright!

Through a crack in the door of my private domain,...

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I'd rather be inside doing the baking
Than the one being baked outside in the sun.

I never learned how to barbecue,
As my Dad ran away when...

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