Cockroaches Poems - Poems about Cockroaches

I saw them in the corner Like brain pieces on the wall, Climbing to my ceiling, Loud and stinking with blood. I can hear them crawling Inside my moldy walls, Slow and steady Like the movement of organs....

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They were always present. They ruled the kitchen by night. You could hear them in the dark See them when we turned on the light Making kamikaze runs across the grill, Hear them sizzle pop and roast When you popped in for supper, Make your own hot buttered toast. They were hidden in the mash, Even sometimes in...

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There were elephants and bees... wild salmon, slugs, and trees The Lord had blessed with Mother Nature as their nurse. Along with flowers, birds and bats... jelly fish and tiger cats ...

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Expectant parents line baby’s nursery with a giant foul garbage bin. Others come to celebrate – lugging grime and mold, a huge baby win. Boy or girl, it matters not, even during a nuclear war, cockroaches survive. The excited expectant grandparents give each other a clicking high-five....

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Cockroaches are generalized insects with few special adaptations. Most are the size of a thumbnail, but they can be as big as 3.8 inches and weigh 30 grams. Their largest wingspan is 7.3 in. They are used as food and medicine in China, Mexico, and Thailand; boiled, sautéed, grilled, dried or diced. In Thailand cockroaches...

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She gave me the evil eye She bared her teeth and gnashed them at me I tried to ignore her Did the best I could But she was outstandingly arrogant in her pursuit of bullying me I was her last conquest. It was just her and I now. The explosion had taken the humans, and most of the livestock. We were the last two...

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The cockroaches come out at night. They come out of the sewers and run about on the sidewalks above like little machines with antennas. Many humans hate them. Especially human women. Some humans eat them. They are colored the brown of stagnant streams. One gets the feeling they are very patiently waiting their turn. Cockroaches come out at night. Sometimes they crawl...

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Oh the goddam cockroaches! Like living aliens from 50’s movies: and in my house! Where do they live, these errant knights? In search of food, and greasy squires, as they scurry across the kitchen’s night. One’s without a leg, a skirmish with a skink? And two just stare at each other; lovers, or two males looking for a fight? It’s...

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As if living with cockroaches wasn't bad enough, now my home has been infested with bed bugs. I guess it's time once again to fumigate my home or these uninvited guests won't leave me alone. I do so hate killing even the lowest forms of life. Why can't they just leave on their own and relieve me from this strife?...

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Two cockroaches were talking as they munched garbage in an alley. "I was just at that new restaurant across the street. The kitchen is spotless. The floor shines a bright gleam. There isn't any dirt anywhere. It's completely sanitary." "Please," said the other roach frowning, "not while I'm eating."...

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