Best Silkworms Poems
My love like steel and silk
cuts through you
splutters your blood
watermelon juice down a throat
Wipes it with yellow silken ribbon
for you to suck afresh
that you may find your
Godly seed within
My love like dragonflies and bees
silently landing on stamen or pistils
alchemising nectar into patterned
dust upon transparent wings
Earth rewards my love with morning glory
steel severs sunflower stems
silkworms crawl into a wet rose centre
pollen stolen in sparkling dew
My steely silken love refreshed
from your flowered stickiness
Categories:
silkworms, 12th grade, emotions, extended
Form:
Free verse
An Asian girl is a beautiful princess in her own right. She's the crown jewel in the lives of all American guys, even me. Even though this awesome Asian girl doesn't have a crown on her head, she's still a princess in my eyes. It seems to me that she's the type of girl that I really want to be with, especially when we're going to get into a serious relationship in the near future. Whether she's either Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, Korean, Thai, Filipino, Indonesian, or Malaysian, I still want to be with her. When I tend to look at her eyes, they look like a pair of black diamonds. And when I see her beautiful face, it's like looking at the face of an attractive angel. Her hair is so soft and smooth, it's like holding a silky cloth made entirely out of silkworms, especially when they're known for making good cloths. If only this Asian girl knew that I had so much love for her. And if I see this beautiful Asian princess (Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, Filipino, Indonesian, Korean, Vietnamese, Thai, or Malaysian), I'd express my love for her. I hope fate will bring us together soon.
Categories:
silkworms, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, romance, girl,
Form:
Epic
A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this is almost too long, but I couldn't find which animal or insect to eliminate.....
Gardens attract a number of guests,
Some are welcomed, some are pests-
Let’s peek inside to get a view,
Of what these guests are really up to-
Honey bees pollinate, wasps sting,
Mosquitoes suck, song birds sing-
Crickets chirp, caterpillars putter,
Grasshoppers jump, butterflies flutter-
Aphids cluster, ladybugs twirl,
Katydids hop, pill bugs curl-
Owls hoot, peacocks prance,
Fruit ripens, damselflies dance-
Leaves sprout, dragonflies catch,
Shrubs grow, chipmunks fetch-
Trees shade, breezes blow,
Blossoms bloom, fireflies glow-
Moths destroy, hummingbirds drink,
Earthworms chew, stinkbugs stink-
Ants march, slugs cleave,
Turtles saunter, spiders weave-
Fish swim, lizards climb,
Toads croak, snails slime-
Fleas vault, frogs leap,
Roaches scatter, millipedes creep-
Hawks soar, rabbits munch,
Snakes slither, beetles crunch-
Mites bite, moles scurry,
Walking sticks cling, termites hurry-
Mice dart, ferrets burrow,
Hedgehogs mosey, voles furrow-
Gophers tunnel, thrips rasp,
Foxes chase, grubs clasp-
Possums play dead, fruit bats roost,
Water bugs float, pirate bugs juice-
Woodchucks eat, rats devour,
Squirrels store, seedlings flower-
Gnats annoy, spittlebugs attack,
Ambush bugs take, cicadas extract-
Scaly bugs secrete, squash bugs infect,
Silkworms spin. lightning bugs inject-
Armadillos dig, water scorpions fight,
Woodborers drill, fruit flies alight-
Root maggots scarf, locusts smother,
Harlequin bugs feast, flower flies hover-
Deer nibble, cats meow,
Mealy bugs attach, dogs howl-
Antlions trap, leaf-footed bugs pierce,
Robber flies rob and hornets are fierce-
Nematodes battle, leafhoppers invade,
Cutworms clip, leafminers raid-
Psyllids drain, cabbage loopers inch,
Weevils infest, earwigs pinch-
Vines extend, doodlebugs grab,
Woodpeckers peck, assassin bugs stab-
Raccoons forage, geese parade,
Praying Mantises capture, falls cascade-
Skunks spray, branches sway,
Upon your plants an insect may lay-
Harvestmen walk, lacewings feed,
Some of these guests your garden needs!
Categories:
silkworms, animal, earth, education, kids,
Form:
Rhyme
I came about when the world was hot and embroiled in a rumble.
When transit men carried all they had in a frayed bundle.
When steel was gold or so I was told, and silkworms are of quietude, for less the people that need them.
When Swinging On A Star was the national anthem.
When sugar was rationed, and horse meat the staple, and vouchers held the value of money.
From heart distress, we wonder how relentless thou art in a promise of milk and honey.
I was carried into my teens by voluntary ships on raging seas, and I was cognizant of stiff black bodies hanging from Southern trees under incidental nights.
It was when I was shaken into the consciousness from the cries of freedom marchers, who claimed the thunderous moments of the Northern lights.
My soul has grown deeply grievous of the unrighteousness of humanity.
For it is from dust we came to dust we return in a nation of sand.
Excerpt from A Float with Memories by Mary E.W. Stephenson
copyright 2002
Categories:
silkworms, life,
Form:
Free verse
CHINESE SECRET LOVERS
Bold frogs croak
Garden pond danger watch
Carp smile deep
Lovers halt
Frog-beckoned silkworms weave
Worlds vanish
Victoria Anderson-Throop ©1/3/13
Categories:
silkworms, life, love,
Form:
Haiku
This song of verse reminds
Will love still be love
Or will it alter when it
Alteration finds?
For should we not still be kind
When the light
in the hearts of those we loved has dimmed?
Should we not be forgiving
And keep on giving
When those we love have sinned?
Let judgement be put a side
And mercy take its seat
Let us remember all that was innocent and good and sweet
And cherish it and love that still
And find our peace
And restore good will.
For we are made of day and night
Of Rose petal and thorn-
of laughs and tears and sighs
Of the same stuff as the birds in flight
Our very essence is delight
Yet we all are made
Of angel feathers and devil horn alike
Of flesh and blood
and priceless mud we're born
To know both failure and ability
not only strength
but exquisite fragility
Just like the wings of butterflies
Or Iike a babies delicate skin
but we must grow and change
To be utterly rearranged-
And changed within
And all who're born into this world
Just like the silkworms
We must weave our thread
We must be transformed
To discover our wings- unfurled
And so every human child that's born
Into this brief interlude in eternity
Must play our part
To it's end in mortal finality
So far we shuffle then no more
For we all must pass through the same eternal door
And leave beyond
all for whom we're fond
And embrace the great unknown beyond
For a while those left behind must weep
It's not easy to sever such a bond
But we must let those departed sleep
For life goes on and we must sing its song
We need a time to weep
And a time to remember
But not too long should we linger
For after that we must all move on.......
Let go- and let death sleep.
Categories:
silkworms, death, goodbye, love, truth,
Form:
Romanticism
words are not well today; starched
you ate them up like bread
in a box they slowly spoiled; parched
charnel house for the unsavory dead.
they’ve pickled long in quiet brine
meaning chokes; forms bind
brackish style and sly shade of lime
but not the wit once thought entwined
Yesterday, words were silkworms
crawling naked through town
Godiva white - stiff, gluey germs
but now
words have become unsettled and vague
no longer stuck like papier mache
but strewn out in bodies of an undying plague
most beautiful array
The words are not well today.
Categories:
silkworms, on writing and words,
Form:
Nature poetry about the Louisiana bayou.
It's a good morning in the bayou,
as a breathtaking view of dawn's light breaking out.
Beaming rays of sun spilling all about.
The morning fog is gone and darkness washed away.
A spider spins a web of silver gleeming on display.
A mockingbird sings a bayou tune.
The rustle from the tree reveals a raccoon.
Under the pines, a snake shed it's skin.
Wild ducks soar above in the bayou wind.
It's a good night in the bayou,
as a breathtaking view of moonlight shining down.
A mole is tucked away in it's mound.
I hear a busy beaver construction sound.
Shotguns crack the stillness and set birds in flight.
Boats drop their nets by moonlight.
Crickets chirping notes of song.
Alligators creeping along.
Silkworms spin silk into a cocoon.
High above shines the big bayou moon.
Categories:
silkworms, adventure, animals, children, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
an old man's mouth
nose dives
the slumping drawbridge
of an flattened fortress
rocketing obscenities fallout
fissioned lips as overtaxed
silkworms labor on
spinning cesium shrouds
to hide our dead
from presidential eyes
Categories:
silkworms, political,
Form:
Free verse
A small caterpillar was questing for the food
It entered the obscure region to search
Fortunately a man escorted the kid
and kept it in a box to end its quench
It was like a bolt from the blue
to see the box full of caterpillars
They enjoyed well and never knew,
the man who escorted, was the killer
The pupal stage had come
Every caterpillars dreamed to fly,
entered into the cocoon home
promised one another to meet in the sky
The man suddenly wrenched the chrysalis
immersed them in the hot water
and annihilated the pupas and their dreams.
He is doing the business of sericulture
He used to rescue the eggs of silkworms,
rear it merrily like a mother feeds the milk
wait until they attain the pupal form,
put in hotwater to separate the threads to make silk
Poor silkworms in the hotwater died.
Their dreams were long
and their desires were wide
They asked people,"What did we do wrong"?
Categories:
silkworms, butterfly,
Form:
Rhyme
There was truly nothing left to do in this place ?
But try and paint since joy as dreams had vanished
Her novelty slipped away ? A pendulum of vague slicing
Through time's wreckage left drifting atop florids sophist sea..
Deciphering her silkworms cocoon; spun amid a glissade of words.
Categories:
silkworms, art,
Form:
Oh Mourning Cloak butterfly, to where and to whom do you fly
Oh Admiral Butterfly, so many mirrors to count before you die
Oh Jezebel Nymph I love the way you sit on a summer's love flower
by a pipturus mulberry tree, where love blooms without cower
Oh silkworms of beauty eating mulberry leaves, thick as thieves
spinning cocoons warm as rain by a mountain of mulberry leaves!
Oh Monarchs, you with your autumnal colored wings of flaming geest
I love the way you flit around the mulberry tree like angels at a feast
Oh Mulberry tree how majestic thou art, standing by the rivers edge
it is here that I stand in beauty like the sun, taking my last pledge.
Categories:
silkworms, appreciation, butterfly, tree,
Form:
Couplet
Sunny yellow straw hats with ribbons and bows,
Butterflies that shine when the full moon glows,
Feather cushions scattered of bright pink and blue,
Buttercups and daises have such a magnificent hue,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Chocolates, candy and rainbow-colored gummies,
Fill us up and says no more for you to our tummies,
Kittens that meow and cuddly puppies that bark,
Make me want to take off and fly and sing as a lark,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Warm gloves, beanies and scarves knitted by granny,
Keep me warm in winter as I’m told by nanny,
The brilliant green lawn is such fun to roll on,
Maxine visited France brought me yummy bonbons.
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
If I’m ever really feeling lonely or sad,
I walk to the bottom of the garden,
Our password, I beg your pardon,
I visit Maxine, and I don’t feel so bad.
Jelly like silkworms spin golden threads,
I have a clown who is funny, we are good friends,
Wish I had a teddy bear sister, must be able to walk,
But God please give her a voice, so we can talk,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
I would really like to visit the moon or maybe mars,
And take a space ride in the galaxy among the stars,
Or dive deep down into the sea, shake all the eight,
Tentacles of an octopus and take a selfie on that date,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
Maxine, may we play magic, could you take me to your land,
Not for keeps, I think that would be so grand,
Maxine whispered your parents would ever so sad,
Give it some thought, just a tad, rather stay in your own pad,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.
If I’m ever feeling lonely or sad,
I walk to the bottom of the garden,
Our password, I beg your pardon,
I visit Maxine and don’t feel so bad.
Categories:
silkworms, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme
Spin Now an Angel’s Gown
Dedicated to Father Johnnie E. Ross
When a tree so desires to sing and dance,
It becomes a home for the fabric of angels’ gowns.
Go,then, and as you pass that place —
Along the trail where you linger in wonder —
By your favorite white mulberry tree,
Where the silkworms were brought
To feast on favored leaves...
Pause
And, please, take a knee to God
For me.
So blessings may come from your interceding whispers
About my confessional pleas for mercy;
About my screaming hopes for healing. And
Speak, too, my praises and thanksgivings
For the blessings of my life and still living...
In all faith, voicing sacred verses, please
Touch the heart of Jesus.
~ Wells may spring!
Clouds may gently let go their rain onto
Vines that may reach swiftly on beyond reason.
And, notice! Wafting over you
From the mulberry branches,
The dappling dance of the leaves’ shade
With the splattering of sun in-between,
Inspiring your soul to sing
For my healing.
*****. *****. *****. *****. *****. ******
Thank you, Father Ross. And
Thanks be to God.
(C) sally Young eslinger 8/2020
Categories:
silkworms, christian, faith, health, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
a chill breeze
whispers of winter
a squirrel’s tale
a cool fog hovers
a snake lays motionless
awaiting the sun
a bell rings
yellow crusted kid pods
heed its call
September roses
blush at Winter’s entrance
a soft kiss goodbye
the Maple shivers
as a frost stings her fingers
spring sap withdrawn
a fading sun sighs
as Druids watch the shadows
the seasons unfold
((old stories retold))
Silkworms
knitting turtle necks
for earth worms
John G. Lawless
©10/8/2022
Categories:
silkworms, autumn, nature, seasons,
Form:
Senryu