Best Scorpions Poems
Scorpions Seminally Sting
Jubilant skies once filled my eyes all upon the morning hue
Sweet caress gave me happiness upon the embrace of you
Sunshine spread with love ahead all amongst heavens view
A kiss divine taste like wine as the angels smiled in our debut
Moonlit beams in lovers dreams for hearts began their woo
Emotions rippled and desires tripled in lusts erupted spew
Then clouds of grey were there to stay as love began to skew
Our immortal bliss in the black abyss of Hyades special brew
Within evil eyes in just disguise I drank your elixir of voodoo
A scorpion sting a bridal ring and your poison dripping thru.
Sept.26.2018
Lines of ten that remind you
what it was like back then
Sponsored by: Silent One
Placed 1'st [#7]
© Theresa Rossouw
Loving you takes nothing of my strength,or my physical abilities,just an act of absolute devotion, love’s poetry in motion.
In my mind your face is imprinted,your name engraved on the panels of the passages of my heart,there seems to be no beginning to it, no start…
Your voice a melody of joy sung in the fibre of my being. Rapturous warmth in the vision of your eyes. The way your soul and mine entertwine,vines of love entangle our hearts,wills,bodies and souls, the vast echoes of our existance sing.
Twinflames,burning bright together in a universe vast. I called you to me with verse and rhyme. Of stars and scorpions and time. Woven together our destinies are forever,part of each other,whether near or far, always together.
Death itself could not hamper or burden our destiny,divide the oneness of you and me. We will always be part of the other, one heart,one intellect,one mind and one love, woven together in the courts of the gods above.
In the spiritworld we are tied forever,the cord that binds will I sever never. One day when the stars align and the Oracle speaks, then again we will meet, and wonder the glow of the golden street.
This is based of the song Snakes and Scorpions
Dangerous and lethal
Stalking in the night
Haunting your sleep
Everything left behind
You're left alone
Lost-Nowhere to go
Soon the poisons sting
Fills your body
You start to hallucinate
Your drowning
In a sea of snakes and scorpions
Their tainted medicine
Taking you under
So many unconscionable ways to deal with pain
This scorpions lost track of how many dragons he's slain
Others might have battled them with a shield and sword
My weapons of choice, the pen, paper, and the keyboard
The handful of companions that have stood with me and fought by my side
Will know love and devotion in excess to even that which they provide
For in each and every one of them, there's a potent muse
It is a mystical secret weapon that I often love to use
One night, in the famous Amazon Rainforest
held its first “Mr. or Miss Venomous Quest,”
Goals of the search were for entertainment and fun
catered to all diurnal brutes who’re sad without the sun.
Nocturnal animals hosted an amusement battle
where the chosen team-representatives will wrestle,
They put up a wrestling ring under an oak tree
for all spectators could clearly view or see.
Invited judges were two birds from the west
who’ve the biggest eyes among the animals in the forest
They were Mr. and Mrs. Owls of Nocturnal Village
who married after one of them took advantage.
Loud cheers filled the air during that night
Judges’ wide eyes were as bright as the moonlight
Before the serpent has been bitten by the scorpion,
Strangled by her pinchers, she was declared champion!
slithering, creeping, shuttering terror
serpent grovels along the dust of earth
forked tongue hisses, taunting and twisting
is there smoke as nostrils flare?
is he something to beware?
followed by scorpion, sharp edged spite
stinger rises, poisonous venom hot!
daring a challenge, zig zag striking!
watch your feet is this the devil’s plot?
owl in the sky stretches its wings
caresses air above the cursed ground
screeching, taunting, threatening
for it wells knows
one snap of its powerful beak
its death gripping talons
will extinguish
both serpent and scorpion
below.
When Scorpions Come Out
Scorpions chase me in my head
Across continents, through rain forests black
Large and small bodies, brown appendages attack
Wear red bandanas around their necks for luck
They carry knives, pop tunes and sing
Like Madonna and dance like Brittany Spears
That scares me half to death
Scorpions have USA etched on their heads
It is not the poisoned stingers that frighten me
But the singing and dancing and perhaps their bite
Red bandanas are not my favorite either
When scorpions come out at night
We arose from restless dead since time before
your futile presence an ancient Earth did spore
your many variants, which we gladly sting,
no matter which holy deity or king
you set against. Serqet heals but cannot cure;
guardian of Qebehsenuef; brief allure
that regards canonic jar of chitterlings,
timeless amulet that bears such hollow rings.
Our poison always threats your sweet milieu
for still we dance a promenade à deux.
A farmer stocked in his farm
scorpions to serve him as guards
snakes to give him critical news
black ants to patrol the farmland
Moles he brought as cultivators
locusts to harvest the ripe crops
trusted rats to store the harvests
butterflies to oversee activities
Every creature was industrious
but an enemy appeared suddenly
hurricane came from the high seas
scorpions and all were swept away
Farmer trusted powers he planted
but everything got swept with him
Sunsets in Saharan skies
Every nomad looks and sighs
Reprieved from unrelenting heat
Peruse the sun in its retreat
Every desert roamer knows
Nights with cool sand twixt their toes
Their utmost fear at the oasis?
Serpents lurk in nighttime places
So the creatures of the night
Creatures that emerge and bite
Only fear the bedouin
Replete with pots to cook them in
Pincers and a stinging tail
Indiana Jones might wail
Only serpents chill him more
Night time creatures by the score
Scurry over moonlit land
And sting the foolish barefoot man
Nomads snare this living lunch
Dine on scorpion crispy crunch
Once scorpions and serpents prowl
Whence the Pharaoh Eagle Owl
Looms so silent in the gloom
Serpents and scorpions meet their doom
Serpents, scorpions, owls,
Swingers, stingers, wise old gals,
Dogs, bones, bow wow wows,
Paws, purrs, cat's meows.
Canines, felines, feral creatures,
Headlines, deadlines, double features,
Ping, pong, pink expressions,
Sing, song, apprehensions.
Sows, cows, milk-bag givers,
Scaredy-cats and chicken livers,
Porky pigs and truffle treasures,
Dorky wigs and other pleasures.
Polywogs and rollie pollies,
Gollygogs and holly holies,
Ice cream trucks and cone packers,
Dumb clucks and silly quackers.
Gritty Kitty, kitty litter,
Nitwitty babysitter,
Baby bottles, bubble slumbers,
Rubber baby buggy bumpers.
All around are funny creatures,
Rabbit Ears and bunny features,
Serpents, scorpions, and owls,
Trick-or-treaters call them pals.
Entry for: Serpents, scorpions, owls poetry contest.
Sponsor: Sara Jama
I think I have met them all
- the sneaky serpent -
- the toxic scorpion -
- the wise owl -
There are some things in nature to be cautious with,
amongst the multitude of things to enjoy
People can reflect these very things
As I walk through life, I observe the reflections
I make choices along the way, as best I can
The owl hoots to remind me, he or she is still there
As well as lessons I have learned - and I will not break -
4/3/25
(C)opyright
Snakes sneak slow, spiral :
Startling !
Slender slim snake
slips showing small shiny scales.
Serpents stare sharp stern,
simply swallow sometimes
Sudden stunt !
Species are reptiles
Scorpions , so scary
showing strong sting
slip slide swift
shaking segmented tail :
Surprisingly scorpions
give birth to live young
and carry it on back
till it feeds itself on its own.
Special style.
Owls are clever, nocturnal,
drowsy, tipsy in the morning,
to sleep sound in day
and wake up in evening.
Shrill whistle to call each other
is the secret signal.
Expert to rotate neck completely on back :
Specific skill to possess !
Easy approach to catch poor prey
or spot hidden invader .
White owl : beautiful.
Pretty profile.
SIMPLE SPIDER STORY
Palsy poison spider
bickering, binding, biting
sparring, stinging, scampering
creeping in crevices cocooned
coded crooked cock-eyed
Here, there, everywhere
Scorpions enticed bicolour eyes
broken webs of gravity’s return
to sting a billion bites boggling
so drenched in poison they
polluted rivers and valleys alike
Here, there, everywhere
Palsy spider died a peevish death
a pensive peony covered her crevice
soon after hatched another
fat on a slick strawberry hat
no more unruly rushing, roving
Here, there, everywhere
Watching a world pass by
through feather ferns fickle
weaving Toltec threads to tickle
looking glasses glowed in unison
ladybirds crawled cowering, to cater
No here, no there, no everywhere
Silver-black spider wrangled
open legged over her webs
a phantom from below or above
fat on slick strawberry hats
smiling savoury sleepily across
flowered forest floors fleshy
No here, no there, no everywhere
Hairy legs entwined another eight
sixteen swirled curled spun sinless
secretly into seductive moist nights
earth deep saffron spelled spoils
simple spider coiled a sacred foil
No here, no there, no everywhere
©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song
2001/edit2024
Like the sting of scorpions
you strike again and like a foolish child
I keep reaching out my hand
only for shear misery & pain
awe...love never fail