Best Pesticide Poems

You flit around the marshes and in places warm and wet.
as a beetle you’re about as bright as any bug can get!

You have a tiny flashlight built into your small tummy,
but for foes, your bio-luminescence is not yummy!

Though when a creature tastes you, they’re sure...

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The New World Order

Do not be in the dark. Open your eyes. This will sound shocking to most of you but I challenge you to look into this.There is a secret agenda. They put fluoride in our water to slowly, kill us and dumb us...

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Exclusive Birth Rights

I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is not extinct

Armenia and Stalin’s Gulags Bosnia Rwanda Cambodia and Christians...

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SIR CONRAD

The great explorer Sir Conrad Justine 
Disappeared and was never again seen
Got too near the edge
Slipped on the ledge
Fell two thousand feet in to a ravine...

JIMMY

A bottle Jimmy found at the roadside 
Drank it all and was lucky he survived
Didn't read the label
Was drunk...

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It’s not easy to be a bee
Our crowded view of life
Sometimes the only things I see
Are trouble, toil and strife

We search to find the source of food
Then hurry to the hive
We hype the others in the mood
With waggle dance and jive

The queen, protected and aloof
Not...

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Let’s take this outside
Your turn to be objectified
Necktied offside and brutified
Come step outside
Where you can no longer hide
Now you and me can collide

You’re worse than godzilla’s bride
Torpefied and vilified
Uglified, mean and evil-eyed
Always snide and undignified

Ringside, in your false pride
the eyes of Hitler recognized
Executing his genocide
Feeling...

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Little Miss Muffet

             (Modern Version)

      Little Miss Muffit sat on her tushy
      Eating her curds and whey.
      A...

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Ricky looked like a bandit ,for across his face
was a wide black mask that he never could erase.

See, Ricky was a critter who was born that way,
and to think folks hated him caused him great dismay.

Often Ricky wondered why God had made him look
like what...

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Heading for the next election,
Votes vied for by vicarious politicians,
Who are we all voting for?
Is it for their superannuation? Or,
Streamlining services to sway us,
Does Oz really need  such fuss?
We're walking on the winning side,
Let's have some more Hi-fives!
Debates due to direction,
Teen brain selfie obsessions,
These...

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Earth and environment preserved for us,
all bountiful and all lush.
Very pristine, pure and clean,
Clear blue sky and lands jade green.

Languid wings of breeze used to carry,
Scents  of flora and fauna fondly and airy.
Sweet melodies of streams and brooks flowing,
In the sky above, the rainbow,...

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Wood chew believe aye took stock...?

Upon a whim, an endeavor
arose to communicate
cumulative key whatchamacallit,
yea...nuggets o' wisdom, asper
about yours truly no reason, nor

rhyme unwinding, tooling sputtering
most vexing mystery more
baffling than any whodunnit,
asper in this ole rattle trap to whit,
which drab filler hoop fully doth newt

induce thee...

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I WISH I WEREN’T AN ANT
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



I wish I weren’t an ant, my survival rate is scant
Done in by a pesticide, or a shoe, as I gallivant
A solitary figure, when I roam, I am seldom seen
In Africa, in motion, we’re a devastating machine

But that’s...

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man created thunder awakening brooklyn with the promise of hell to come
if god is generous it will rain on the night of unregulated fire works
for dogs and cats not to fear the roar of drunken hooligans 
spending their dole for the trade of a night...

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     On the night of December 2, 1984
a toxic gas leak at a Union Carbide pesticide plant
was a terrible tragedy that continues to evoke 
strong emotions even 30 years later, 
disaster haunts Bhopal survivors.

 

When the sun rose the next morning,...

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Let the dandelions be, please
So that they can feed the bees
They are just as important as the trees
Without them the birds and the bees
will be overcome with disease

All some people see are weeds
Unaware they feed the bees needs
Think of where cross pollination leads
Into our food...

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