Crab Poems - Poems about Crab

..."Twas the night before Christmas". House is crowded, noisy, and warm. No wise Men from the east; but our children and their Children are gathered for gifts and a gumbo feast. "Twas the night be......Read More

... A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll o......Read More

...Unlike the Famous Five, with capers, japes and adventures, boats and well stocked picnics, we lived a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball and mucky fat sarnies. The Family Allowa......Read More

... They had for him come in a cab: Mister Sabinus for short, Sab, A guy with the gift of the gab To receive wounds or the wounds grab... If only he'd leave fast - A Crab! He'd prevent what h......Read More

... I found it when the tide was out, a small pool of life marooned in the rocks, a leftover from four hours ago, holding an octopus, two starfish and a crab captive in a watery cage. I ......Read More

...You look sideways at me I look straight on at you You glance towards me I stare at you memorize the stiches of your coat they are uneven it must have been handmade You look up at the sky I l......Read More

...An evening was planned It would be special A celebration For their anniversary Twenty years married She bought raw oysters Hot sauce and lemon juice Crab cakes and some wine It would be th......Read More

...Sweet and sour pork or chicken? Hard to figure out which one she liked best last time. Which one had she ordered? She wracked her brain, but it was not helping. Crab ragu is delicious at this r......Read More

...Some people say a man is made out of ham I say he's made out of mussel and clam Mussel and clam, oyster and crab, Spread like a feast on a mortician's slab. You eat way too much, what do you g......Read More

...salt crusted fish bone caught within tangled seaweed... high tide offering hermit crab scuttles erratically on sand... waving eyes on stalks opened mouthed seashells coated with wind ......Read More

...Drive at any season gives me immense fun, I cannot afford many cars; yet, I've good one; Drive during Fall, indeed, is very enchanting, Especially, if through village roads, it's joy-granting... ......Read More

...Are you chameleons, dearest leaves? Stealing colors of amber, like thieves; Hiding pure gold dusts within, sometimes, Putting on crimson shown like sun-shines...! Birds, dear, from for lands! ......Read More

..."The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul." The honking of geese flying overhead the pop of pistol shrimp on the seabed or the haunting, eerie call of a lune, aren't manmade but co......Read More

...My lodestone path is traced in The effervescence of Quicksilver ocean waves My scavenger voice is Seamlessly woven into The sparkling wine of Mercurial life I'm ornamental, I paint Your ponds......Read More

... I Remember when days were long and all de children do is play, or how de burnin sun hot like fire and snow cone all melt away when I was jus a lad in Trinida......Read More