Best Rodent Poems
Her ears point forward to a sound she hears.
A sound beyond a pitch to my ears.
Her legs now crouch to attend the fears
Of the twitching nose that scours the airs.
She runs like a bullet shot from a gun.
I'm following behind on the run.
She corners and traps her small bale,
While I stoop and lift it by the tail.
Don't worry. I set it free.
Categories:
rodent, animal, cat,
Form:
Rhyme
Meet the friendly capybara
Rodent large without a care, a
Chill companion, friend to all, for
Clearing any gloomy pall
Sitting still or hanging out, with
Capybara social clout, a
Being present in the now, who
Effortlessly lives the Tao
Showing up and just to be, in
Any opportunity, a
Doing by no action seen, this
Caviidae is deftly keen
Always ready to relate, to
One who’s discombobulate, a
Silent empathy it shares, our
Wordless friend who capybares
Categories:
rodent, allegory, care, cool, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Inspired by the one and only Laura Breidenthal!! :D
In the realm of crazy
Insanity births the face
Of the dead rodent
Categories:
rodent, adventure, allegory, fantasy, friendship,
Form:
Haiku
O, yes, he is exclusively competent
as the national leader
that tightly compatible and coherent
with his time and national traditions.
He had done all for the rise our stupid ambition
and blind glory, post-soviet and post-tsarists illusions
as the perfect relict from past and wild centuries
when cruelty and mercilessness had been justified
for the price of surviving the nation.
Yes, he was merely anachronism and pure extra-rodent,
but also the perfect master of alienating
and usurping all our national richness and rights -
he just took all this things from us
transforming himself for the strong geopolitical figure
and enslaved our fragile society
quenching processes of democratizations deliberately
for the personal influence and welfare.
He was not just the most atavistical president,
previously completely unknown
as one faceless agent from intelligent services
he was exclusively competent
as the politic-relict from past centuries
as genius of that retrograde power and glare.
Categories:
rodent, political,
Form:
Verse
This weird, eerie rodent sparks such adoration
A trip to his park's cause for great celebration
The plaques's spread by such vermin
But I'll spare you the sermon
Disneyland, here I am, on my dream vacation!
2/5/23
Categories:
rodent, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Rats! Rats! Rats!
Romping, frolicing, ruckussy rats!
Cuddly, bubbly, lovably rats!
Pestering, menacing, troublesome rats!
Rats! Rats! Rats!
Getting in your hair
Crawling through open holes
Bouncing ‘round from chair to chair
Licking leftover food out of bowls
Tickling, bothersome
Pickling, lothersome
Just plain nuisancy
RATS!
*I wrote this poem at the age of 12 and I want to share it here in honor of World Rat Day (April 4)
Categories:
rodent, animal, humor, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
His offer of friendship and close affinity derided,
disowned as a kin by the bat, the rebuffed rat retorted:
"Snobbish acrobat, you're so rude, unschooled in civility;
with nocturnal queers like you I hate to have affinity.
Stinking, skin-winged flapper of the night, your boasts are many;
but look at you, swinging feet up, head down, stupidly funny.
One day, like an umbrella needing repair, you'll flip-flop down
and be with us you so despise whose paws touch the earthy ground!"
Indeed, in choosing a relative, one must be tentative,
for not all creatures of the same fur swing close together, Sir.
Categories:
rodent, parody
Form:
Rhyme
When I chance upon a lone squirrel
The vibe hardly approaches a thrill
You think he's cute, waving his bushy tail
Congratulations! Here's your rodent for sale
Categories:
rodent, animal, cute, giggle,
Form:
Couplet
So scurry on my furry friend
Before you get your due
My dog is in the kitchen
And he can swallow you
He doesn’t like intruders
Those that come into his house
So scurry on my furry friend
Or you’ll be a dead mouse
Categories:
rodent, animals
Form:
Quatrain
A bat cries differently,
eats fruits,
gliding, hanging insectivore,
Jackal-Kite, living mammal, nursing offspring, pup , quarrelsome, rodent species, terrible, umbrella vampire, winged xebec, yearn zoo .
Categories:
rodent, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
ABC
Breakfast in your rooms, the unknown suited lady says with pride.
She has written a grant, and the school district is happily clapping it into our buildings.
Miss J, an older teacher who is always dressed to the nines
raises her hand.
“What do we do about the rodent problem?” she asks.
There are shrieks of dismay from those who had been avidly clapping for suit.
“There will be no problem like that,” the unknown suit lady admonishes her.
“You will teach your children how to clean the rug thoroughly after spills.”
Miss J, teaches thirty-six kindergarteners.
“We did this about twenty years ago,” she says, “and there were mice everywhere.”
There is laughter now. What does she know? She is old.
“You will assign a different student the task of cleaning up spills properly,”
Suit said. “Then you will have no problem.”
That was three months ago.
Mice now make us teachers walk on the third square
down the hall and in silence.
Categories:
rodent, school,
Form:
Narrative
See the sneering of the student,
I think she's angry at the rodent.
She finds it hard to see the kitten,
Overshadowed by her shiny mittens,
Who is that standing near the truck?
I think she'd like to run a muck
.
She is but an exciting student,
Yet scared as she sits upon the foment
So set and yes she screams help,
As the rodent rats run whelps and yelps.
Racing wiggles in out of alley
Leaping out trashcans stinking, smelly.
So set and yes she screams help,
As the rodent rats run whelps and yelps.
She’s so sneering still the student,
I think she's scared of the rodent
1/24/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Categories:
rodent, adventure, analogy, animal, anxiety,
Form:
Sonnet
all the wheels
are still
so no
lights light
my darkness
this must be
sleep for a
circus finds
me when i'm
awake so i must
make but
with only a few
to power a turntable
to start turning churning
out Proud Mary but would
need thousands with
a thousand wheels
squeaking to try to
have at least just
one synapse
spark
Categories:
rodent, muse,
Form:
Have you met Rodney yet?
Was it a dog? Was he her pet?
He’s made partly of gears and stuff
Smokes and also uses tobacco snuff.
Rodney Rodent is steampunk through and through
He gives me shivers said my cousin Sue
I finally met him, a formidable man.
Made partly of tin and a copper can.
He is not that scary I told her, he’s kind.
Still terrified, she has a doubting mind,
Rodney spoke and she fainted away.
I shrugged my shoulders, nothing to say.
Categories:
rodent, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
When handed a stuffed pullet
looks like a stunned mullet
should I turn surly
in high dudgeon
please don't bludgeon
this old curmudgeon
and not to be outdone
altho' I am an only son
blame my parents
by all means
as I'm the result
of their poor genes
which run the gamut
of the spectrum
but I don't care one bit
not a jot nor give a sh*t
more politely put
I really couldn't render
a rodent's rectum
Categories:
rodent, animal, bird, fun, how
Form:
Rhyme