Best Leech Poems

Tick and Leech

Note: This little story (perhaps there are more to follow) has its origins in two spelling mistakes. The first one is 'Leech' for my dear friend Mel's surname. The second one is 'Tick',  for my Tourette Tics. This just asks for Fontaine-like...

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You are a total leech 
sucking what is good for you;
Plagued with pitiful speech 
always mumbled and garbled;
Never had a far enough reach,
you embarrass yourself;
Thieves always hide what’s true,
little did you see I am made of bleach....

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The Slothful Musings of an 
Indicted Leech …

… I suck. Simply put, I suck.

Attaching my slimy being,

surreptitiously clingy,
nauseatingly smooth,
ingratiatingly insidious,

onto warm sources of 
sustenance.

I suck, I leech, I drain,

the elements of good-nature,

turning smiles into profitable 
ventures,

sucking, leeching, draining,

the beings I encounter,

suctioned cups of guilt,
of predatory...

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Your fingers writhe beneath my skin
Tangling themselves in my veins.
You are a parasite, connected
and feeding off of my pain
Like the fiend you are.

I want to cut you off
And discard you, watch you withdraw,
But I know that pulling free
Would leave you with pieces of me....

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Mark but this leech and mark in this
It sucked me once, don’t know what happened then!
To be detached with salt or to be quenched with blood
Of the blood once sucked of mine
And of yours I have no idea
And in this leech our bloods might mingled...

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Nuthin' But A Leech
(Part Two)
By Roy Merritt

But they must be on to somethin’
They sure got you people pegged
And will rob you fools completely blind 
As easily as pullin' your leg

And no telling if this pacifist
Who told us “I really do like war”
Doesn’t start sending your...

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NUTHIN' BUT A LEECH
(Part One)
By Roy Merritt

Wasn’t that what it was about
Drainin' that swamp of gators
Who march through the halls of Congress
Nuthin' more than well dressed waiters

They move from office to office
Meet in solemn Committee rooms 
As eager as a newlywed bride  
To be...

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THE SERIAL LEECH
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


He Was Here Today Promised Pie in the Sky
But We’ll Soon Discover its  Just Another Lie
They’ll Say Anything That to Them Is a plus
But Once They Are in They  Make Fools  of Us
They Need Our Vote to Get...

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A leech came after me in my sleep.
So I dreamed up a tapeworm.
Silly mistake.  
Now I am being eaten.

Slowly and mightily.
From the inside out,
And the outside in.
The roundworms and flatworks are knocking.

I dare not listen.
Not wanting any more strife.
In what is left
Of my rapidly...

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Pain is like a leech, it attaches itself to you with no warning sucking you dry and no matter 
how much you try to burn it off, it stays, clinging to your skin, holding on for dear life. After it 
has shriveled up and died...

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I am the lover but mostly the loving leech,
Attached, to your tarred back sucking all the woes away....

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Lying hidden
like a mine,

he waits for
an innocent walker

on a serene path.
He’s like a terrorist,

brave, but brainless.
He sharpens 

his weapon for
a bloody harvest.

It seems 
the whole blood

in the universe
won’t quench his thirst.

He forgets himself 
in sucking spree.

Others’ aches,
he cares never.

Often, his fate’s
to end in a bit...

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the tea glass was within his reach
his call for help made the people screech
put the tea glass in my hand
at pool side he was ban
for being a plain old, lazy leech...

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Jack, Jack, Jack and jack, what about me, my name is Jill
I’m only mentioned once, when we climbed up the hill ,
Then Jack fell, and broke his crown, I was filled with dread,
So tumbled after him, but he had gone to bed, 
To bandage his...

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In sundry ways deaf to your zeal
Which foxy whims fruitless sway,
My wandering self did finally feel 
Pearliest sparks of your legit ray. 

Inured by bestial blinding decoys
Which easiest-faring limb obeys,
I did heed a deluding artful voice
That upon artless hearers preys. 

For want of fine wholesome...

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