Best Squid Poems
The extraterrestrial guest and sovereign of blue bloods
and son of the most reverent ancient tribe and octopus’s cousin
you have been setting on emperor’s throne
from early Silur
in yours great ocean capital Ur
since 400 million years ago,
presenting for future
the jet propulsion engine,
you have been the perfect creature
primarily
and marvel of universe
with you timeless shape and rockets like semblance.
You are the worthiest successor
of the dying mankind,
this trick of nature and instant caprice.
Among the human and humanoids
extraterrestrial
who might doubt really
for your right and legitimacy
to the eternal ruling
yours majesty of cephalopods
and blue exelences?
You survived through all calamities and crisis
outlived by Erath in its long history
even falling to planet the greatest asteroids,
hiding himself on the bottom of ocean.
Even in case of the worthiest scenario
If our Globe would have been captured by Black Hole,
the Squid, your majesty, know how climb out
from that gravitational barrel
tossing up his long stretching tentacles
with powerful suckers and pointed teeth at the ends
he know as catch the seismic hubs and anchored them.
So you will able encountered and inhabited
step by step
on his supersensitive and sharp legs
did picturesque by Salvador Dali,
the whole universe.
In her structures and secrets you understand much more
then all our futurists and scientists combed together.
And Mankind from the ancient centures
has suspected in dreams and nightmares
this creatures
as his own most advanced competitor and successor
who will rise for the ruling by Earth once
on the base his truly right,
the coolest quality of his blue blood,
on the priority of birth, immeasurable history
and testifying by heck a long times.
Light up the ocean
from depths far away from light
fishermen catch them.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Nov.26/2015
From the depths, the ocean lights up like a Christmas tree. The Japanese fishermen catch them in their nets.
My Sullivano photographed bad
He was a simian ghost so sad
He was dispirited
Now he posed for an ad
" Uncle Sully goes to nuptial bed"
Meenie stands erect in the mews
This morning she has heard a news
Sully has gone to hell
To collect a bombshell
Safe for a ghost? she has to muse
My pet ghost Sullivan was quite beyond the pale
He smoked my tobacco pipe and sipped my ale
He danced before my wife
Who was a squid in real life
She Kicked his butt and he started chasing her tail
Sully kissed Meenie on the spur of the moment
She was nursing her ass a cute boil to foment
Love really ached
The cute boil was baked
Meenie screeched like a ***** Sully made no comment
Cubism or impressionism
Wife Laura looked through her prism
She saw the open sea
Made her eternal plea
God give me back my squidism
Sullivan/Sully/ Sullivano= my pet ghost
Meenie= my female tabby cat
Laura= my wife a squid
The Squid Eating Contest
By
Tom Wright
There was a young man from Madrid
Who excelled at most all that he did.
But in a contest for eating,
While others were seating,
He choked to death chewing a squid.
Giant Squid
In warm waters
Alarmed divers don't saunter
Never faulter
To escape
San Francisco Bay
Quietly they come
Inquistive by nature
Diving can be dangerous
Grab diver pull down to deep water
In fear of their lives
Always try to escape
Nerves are shattered
Totally afraid
San Francisco Bay
Quietly they come
Inquisitive by nature
Diving can be dangerous
(Heard a report on educational radio about these baby giant squid in San Francisco Bay. The
person said that they had been coming in there for several years now probably due to the
warming waters of the ocean. They are a threat to divers and others because they can get
hold with their eight arms or legs which either they are and pull the divers to very deep
water.)
Tubes of the freshest cleaned squid
Marinated in
Garlic, oil and lemon juice
Sprinkled with parsley
In a basket, grill
Five minutes
Squid
My families favorite appetizer~it is delectable! note: use minced garlic and fresh squeezed lemon juice.
Date: June 4, 2022
For: Epulaeryu-what’s cooking on the grill poetry contest
Sponsored by: M.L. Kiser
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The icky sticky squid-man
Squeezed from the water spout
Leapt up my nose and
Sucked my brains right out.
Dug deep inside me
with all his slimy legs
Inside my skull hole
He laid a thousand eggs.
For hands that do dishes can feel as soft as your face with lime green hairy lipped squid
Surely if you set fire to the bush
you would have 2 cooked birds then
A stitch in time saves what
and why would we need nine of them
if at first you don't succee
Too many broths spoiled by cooks
Now for whom the bell tolls
i am partial to that
that macabre
toe tugging
tale of Victorian dead
announcing i am well
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
but a shotgun makes it permanent
When a tree falls in the forest
one more closer to no trees
if heaven has a edge
does it also have dimension
every cloud has a visible ice crystal lining
smile, nod with a wink,
hide what to see, what to think,
squids squirt jet black ink !
did you hear about the shyful squid
who always tried hard to stay well hid
it seems he was always found out
for his tentacles flailed about
never managed to stay off the grid
Pink squid woman hopped out of her ship.
She swam the ocean, then headed toward shore.
Albino woman asked, “how was your trip?”
They counted their seashells; there were thirty-four.
Pink squid woman thanked Albino woman for the good time.
Her friend gave her a hug and seashells numbering nine.
Hope to see you again in the next century, she said.
But alas, by then both of these creatures were dead.
Chinese trollers
Cranes and pulleys motor oil saliva
Fishhook cockroach antennas dipped to the oceans
Thousands of sailing creepy crawlers
Bandits with razors
Cross the boundless seas
Devours crumbs of every kind of confiscated fish
Left to crawl or swim on the ocean floor
The hulls share their creaking space
With bunks for 20-year-old sailor slaves
Signed on
Then denied Port for up to three years
“Mama mama rescue me.” Messages from tossed beer bottles
If these young men get sick or hurt
Sometimes over the side they go
Fish guts
Transfer the catch to larger Chinese factory ships
Shadows slinking under the middle-ocean moons
That spoon the salt from emptied seas
Every Treaty and Border violated
Back to China
On ice
The raped slave girls in blue uniforms
Sold from North Korea for two years a piece
Slice and dice with knives
Fish heads and sucker arms
Sliding along the bloody Chinese assembly lines
18 hours a day with an evening beating
Seven days a week
Packaged tagged
Up sold again
North Korea’s skin in the game?
Meat to fund their nuclear missiles
Oh
Don’t bother blaming the CCP Biden Trump
Moon or Corporate America
It is we
The religious consumer
Who have been sufficiently and recently
Re-trained
To have an insatiable appetite
To woof down Calamari
Thought you’d like to know
Though
The long modern journey of re-branded squid.