Best Maggots Poems

It feels like the world
has been struck by a 
plague of pathological lies,
where fictional truth 
seems to sell better,
the allure of
imitation glistens 
even brighter, 
while...

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Mind – a pool, deep and arcane,
Needs to be cleared n' cleansed from time to time
In the sinuous course of life,
Pause awhile to peer into...

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“The True Mother”

What part of a heart
in another could one trust
when betrayal comes
like a silver bullet, words and deeds
sharp piercing to burrow 
bleed out Life’s...

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TIGHTWAD TIMMY

Tightwad Timmy bought some very cheap meat
With fresh vege t'would be a nice tasty treat
But something was wrong 
There was a strange pong
And maggots...

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~Cancer~

Seaweed waves upon my hair,
an empty grave in a maggots lair.
The taste of death is what I crave.
Don't forget the pretty flowers on my grave.
I...

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Once upon a midnight, ghostly,
Partied many, dead ones mostly.
Feasting in the graveyard, sprightly,
White eyed werewolves gorged, engrossedly.

In the bone yard, drab and squalid,
Apparitions (staring stolid
Neath...

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An English Life

It is midnight the Milk train pulls into darnall station
No ordinary passengers here
Steelworkers with their families
Loaded with fishing tackle, sandwiches and maggots
The Fossdyke...

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If love is a game I need a referee
If sex is a game I want instant re-play
I played the game of life but fouled out
Life...

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There once rose a man; Adolf Hitler
Who established himself as the world’s conqueror,
Thought of himself as an immortal
But nothing lasts forever.
Seasons come and go,
For every...

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she tricked him,
she baited her,
her soft steps,
leaving no trail,

when she ran off,
the only thing they saw,
was her,
fuzzy bunny tail,

her intentions were hidden,
a clever disguise,
masked beneath,
her...

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And we are left here
Like maggots—dirty, parentless…devastated
Always feeding on the gruel…the cruel
Fattening our lives in the moneyless bilk
Shocking like a bee sting, yet soft as...

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Pig a billa

Good tucker is ol pig-billa,
Porcupine Echidna hey,
Favourite food of Aboriginals,
Has him own spears anyway,

Track him cross the hot red sand,
Which way does he...

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At the station Paton stares at me from the train bound for Johannesburg
He leaves a note to remember to mop up where the roof leaks
This...

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Once upon a Pike’s Peak dreary,
This witch said her name was Carrie,
Fog so thick couldn’t see nary,
Though her screech was a bit scary!

Suddenly the thick...

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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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