Crab Poems - Poems about Crab

...A fifth of sand destined for fire God blown into a rose stemmed glass. Beauty will succumb to black crow desires worn elegance prays for one last chance. From a barge christened gluttony third......Read the rest...

...we ate at a fancy restaurant tonight – me and daughter Lou. I knew my order before arriving, but Lou reads the menu. Freddy, our waiter, came back several times but she was not ready. I had not ea......Read the rest...

... The storm had loosened the crabs last desperate grip and lifted it up on a wave, flung it onto rocks to let it die on its back. I looked at it with pity, picked it up and set it down, ri......Read the rest...

...I remember those days of yore When I was innocent and free All the good times had before In our cabin by the sea Being cautioned by my mother With a starfish in my hands Building castles wi......Read the rest...

...The little bear Who didn’t care Grabbed a large crab That grabbed him back With a fierce attack The little bear Who didn’t care Cries out loud For his mom That set off an alarm ......Read the rest...

...Hermit crab human scuttling about In my new life. Ill fitting suit. Like wearing your mother's clothes - Clip clopping around the kitchen... High heals filled with little feet... And dreams of a......Read the rest...

...A light flickers to start the chain & a spark is born that grows to flame It was conceived to break the chains that plague the line & bring the rain The family trees full of sour fruit have tried......Read the rest...

... On my walk the other morning…the moon wasn’t quite full yet… and I was lucky enough to see her about an hour before she set. A cloud formation…one I hadn’t seen before…appeared before my eyes. ......Read the rest...

...For a moment I disguised myself. A chameleon blinked. "You don't have to do that" she said. I had already hid my reply, under a galactic rock. Her focused sunlight licked my eyesight like......Read the rest...

...In the small space called Monkeyland, where fishes hop o'er clouds, and cats and dogs walk hand in hand, doves dive not flocks but crowds, the Crab Fest is a spectacle, a wonder to behold, show......Read the rest...

...The unbegun poem is a tree root, clinging to a whirlwind. A stag hides, in a thicket of hunters. Nothing speaks, where memory leaves no footprint. The buried must uncover a spade. Gr......Read the rest...

... *Been posting some heavy stuff lately. Time for a bit of levity. "Hey babe, you're never gonna believe this. Crab fishing in Alaska has been cancelled for 2023." "I don't understand, dear." "......Read the rest...

...I gotta make it look what I've been through this is real life i can't not pretend too never let them tell you what you can't do cuz i then made it this far i can't lose My struggle thats something i......Read the rest...

...The sandy beach and the ocean obviously do not understand each other. Each wave falls upon the shore, as if it had never met that shore before. The sand attempts to flow away, yet scuttled c......Read the rest...

...I'm child of the nature, mother nature brought me up in a corner of this world and a pain gave birth to me, I still feel it. All the lightnings I saw are trapped in my eyes and the winds I fel......Read the rest...