Bugs Poems - Poems about Bugs

You are whatever you are. And I am whatever I want. So take me how? However I come. My stars won't let me fall far. Flowers and rainbows are all covered in scars. So keep counting your wishes like bugs in a jar. Nobody ever tells you that life's is this hard.t They just spin you around until you fall down. Round and round,...

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There are no bugs in this universe. We only have a single curse. There’s nothing but dust in the back. No spiders which could attack. There’s no way to feel the legs of a centipede. Or let any butterflies feed. The only evil here is the old roller coaster. And the rusty toaster. Insects really are...

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A butterfly lights from flower to flower with golden wings, he whiles away each sunny hour. A moth comes out at night, while the world dreams, guided by the light of silvery moonbeams. An ant toils away, working hard for the pack, dressing modestly, he's attired only in black. I try not to judge, as I consider each...

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Bedbugs If bedbugs want to they can suck out the air pressure in airtight chambers. ...

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Bugs Bunny’s flippant relaxed attitude and what’s up doc line make him funny Honorary Marine Master Sergeant with his own star on walk of fame, honey. His Brooklyn accent makes his signature line terrific as does Mel Blanc’s voice. He is a cultural icon, according to Charles, Patsy, Ted, Sarah and Joyce. It is a hoot to watch him...

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This house has ghost cats. Visitors twitch as invisible whiskers brush their cheeks. I talk faster; try to distract them, or look out the window as if seeing something really interesting. Guests don't come around much anymore. Maybe they think I have cat-bugs? At night I imagine letting the cats out, sense disdainfully stiff tails tickling bare ankles in house slippers. All the dead cats are...

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those naughty creatures so easily startled can poof anytime...

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A fly that always evades us. We are in a rush. With no time to kill a fly. One that is already about to die. So we leave it to land on the sink. We leave the house to get away and think. Flys, wasps, and other horrible things. Are what the outdoors seem to bring. We always get a swarm. Which happens when...

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the night is not as humid as today not balmy, but not mean hot either I stare at the trees, noting the lightning bugs I have lived in many places without them I welcome them here, like faeries, blinking their twinkles they bring magic to our forest ...

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Geese are roaming through my neighborhood Littering every single inch of sidewalk with feathers and poop Contrast to the perfectly manicured lawns Of perfectly manicured suburban families Too perfect I feel like I found true happiness on my walk Whistling while my strides come paced and measured Humans are like bugs the more I look at them under my...

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so little white bugs sap soaking up suck green leaves mealybug plants bugs...

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Brush off your ant bites. Blind eye the hornets sting. Gone so long with ways of violence. Creatures having done nothing wrong. But it’s fine “they aren’t important”. Legs or wings or hair you just can’t bare. Squash and flush because no voice. If it spoke would you still fear? Darling child with bugs in jars, May your care linger on and on my...

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In case you don’t remember them they came from outer space They were to be the first beginnings of the human race But when they crashed they came down in a stark and frigid place Antarctic ice interred them and they vanished without trace The dinosaurs, the mammoths and the dodo came and went Before an excavator driver went where...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 1 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ Three man sized ‘mice’ and Stanley Dann stood gawping at the screens Churchill muttered, “I don’t want to tell you what this means.” Crocket shook his head and said, “I can’t believe they’re here, And Cody said, “We thought they’d burned up in your atmosphere.’ Stanley Dann observed his...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a museum A thousand Terror Bugs were massed, in silence, looking in Until they sensed the Freezer Mice and wailed an awful din As though of conjoined mind the beasts turned...

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