Crustacean Poems - Poems about Crustacean

Strolling upon the shore at night, cavorting crabs come into sight. White-capped waves kiss the sultry shore, whisper nothings in gentle roar. Digging clams discover their holes, hiding away within the shoals. Starfish affirm their right of place, disappearing without a trace. Treasures blossom on cooling sand, aglitter in a patterned strand. Tiny rivulets run their course returning to their common source. Mysterious as it may be, I...

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For every glow of your shine, there will always be others who try to extinguish your flame than to learn how to glow on their own. Considering all resources that they spent trying to extinguish your fire, they would have shone already if they only chose to try on their own....

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mobster lobster 10/20/23...

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there was a goddess named Aphrodite and Ares’ appetite strong and mighty the oysters he had perhaps had gone bad because she remained wrapped in her nightie...

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sweeping ocean floors deleterious debris ~ sea monkeys sway...

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The crab on the salty sandy sod, Making his way to the cold sea, This odd crustacean decapod, Crabbiest thing in the briny deep. Yet, there is a swagger about him, That’s the envy of all others, Doesn’t value being proper or prim, Nor have need to regale another. Confident he will make the water, He has done it a thousand...

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Young Portunidae, tiny paddles, rotating full speed; your motor blades, making waves. Sun-radiated psychedelic, dyed waves glinting; shimmering liquid Crayola color box are the waters mirroring your elegance. Note: The lovely Blue Crab is a member of the family of crabs known as the Portunidae; a swimming crab with hind legs similar to paddles. They are caught and eaten in many places. Often they are crushed or...

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Lobsters packed in eighteen-wheelers grapple with their feelings. A mass custody of shrimps spoon together still pink with passion. Crabs cross-dress bound more-or-less to nips of salty resentment. A soupçon of sea bugs dished up on bright porcelain plates. Fresh alien captives worth more alive than dead until we break bread....

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Crustacean Is An Anthropod A crustacean is really an arthropod, Who we found out was made by God; Is immune, To sand dune, And never modified to place in sod. Jim Horn...

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edging to his home - the sea - lone beach comber risks life unknowingly Here is a horrible haiku for ya, Ironic! Hope you hate it! (for your worst poem contest)...

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flotsam, jetsam days unafraid of ocean's sprays ...

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