Flea Poems

As The World Slowly Floats By.

On the back of the turtle, the world does roam.
Twisting and turning through a galaxy unknown.
How far will it go?
Only time will show.
It is one of those things that we will never know!

How could it...Read More

‘What’s going on please? Tell me right now’
said the dog to the flea, who had jumped from the cow.
‘You cannot live here and that is a fact,
else more of your kind you will likely attract’.

‘But this is my home all...Read More

Written By:  D. Collins 9/20/19


I'm just ripping and scripting all of this out.
Imagining if I was out there in the crowd.
This poem is written with a little "Bootsy" in it.
A baseline that turns it into a clinic.

"Wayman Tisdale" definitely...Read More

In the grand scheme of things I am inconsequential,
A cog or a lever though nothing essential,
Not too clever nor bright but not stupid or mental,
With a comfortable life if in parts uneventful.

With the lack of a purpose or some grand...Read More

He is a freaky little flea.
Dancing between Jim and me.
Making romance hard to be
I shake his foot as you can see.

He laughs crazy, this little flea.
We can’t get close says my husband Lee.
He follows us, living on a knee.
How irritating...Read More

My head’s in a swirl
So much on my plate
But I’ll give this a whirl,
To prove I’m so great.

No need to read up
On subjects galore,
Like tea from a cup
I can always drink more.

The world’s not so hard
To figure it out,
I keep...Read More

It pounced upon my tender skin
With a happy hop in the lightest touch
My heart skipped three beats
Stress! My brain yelled.
STRESS! STRESS! Alerting every cell.

I was askance, feeling violated.
Knowing it was a flea or a gnat.
Or a teeny leprechaun with a...Read More

Nearly everything ends up
in a flea market
much loved treasures
end in a new home
someone's loss
is someone's gain
my parents like
will never come again....Read More

There's no turning back from where I stand, 
There's only mud, (and)blood, and ash, 
From the destruction, that erupted from the last ones heart,
Now the pain is perpetual at last, 
Do flea from me all feelings of guilt,
I didn't mean...Read More

        
 I cultivate chickens
in the yard she
lives with leopards
in the garden...
I feed
pigeons in the parks,
she caresses rockets
by the sea ...
I visit the flea theater
 she is eager to
look at beasts in the...Read More

They pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass
They hunted with valor and hope
They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass
They chased it with tackle and rope

Now King Arthur declared in a boisterous voice
He was tired of the...Read More

There once was a fellow whose name was Dan
  Who swore his grandfather was a Merman
                He lived near the sea
   ...Read More

Flea on my dug.
Digging the flip out.
It was ought the sweat.
Caught around my face.

How can I regret it.
The taste felt on my ears.
My eyes wept to hear.
Can't oppose my senses.
Insanity is alive.

Count the days.
Months passed
Basics common in court.
Dart of doubt...Read More

Intransigence - The UnBroken

The Sun would never
bow down to the Earth.
Nor would the Earth
bow down to the Moon.
Then why do you think
that you can break
my will and I will bend
my knees to you... Little Flea?

You blame me for the
loss of...Read More

Shirley has a flea circus
She keeps in a bag she bought
She ties the bag shut real well
So escape for them is naught

A rendition of Hamlet 
They would play for all the nerds
All on top of a scrabble board
She calls it,...Read More

A gnat is bigger

than a flea, but smaller still

than a bigger sort of bee,

until one day they

all came and sat on the screen

and then I stood up and SLAPPED!


Date: 06/11/2019

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I told you I was neither a bee's knees,
  Nor cat's whiskers
  But you thought I was  sex on the stick
  And you yessed to death
   Falling for me was dancing with death
 ...Read More

Biting Fleas and Mosquito- A Haiku

on the mosquito
before spruce biting flea flies
the cottonwood tree
~
once again bitten
all over my arms and neck
by those mosquitoes

5/14/19...Read More

A path I never towed
Has no trace of my foot print
Only those that destiny bid me
I have walked and paid my fee.

It is only destiny
That can lift a man
Towards that path he dreads
And circumstances push him
Towards it for his daily...Read More

on the mosquito
before spruce biting fleas flies
the cottonwood tree

once again bitten
all over my arms and neck
by those mosquitoes

5/12/19...Read More

My goldfish Gish, made a wish
he wished to be a “dishy” fish.
He wanted so to gorgeous be; 
he is more colorful than a flea.

And so, I bought him a tiny mirror
so he could see that he was in error.
A Japanese...Read More

Your sparkling eyes are my demise
Fat hits the fire when I see you
Like I blew a damn fuse
Try to act collective, but I'm capsized
You are such a jewel.
Your raw beauty is acrid, what I feel
Scares me,it's horrid - brought me...Read More

Home is where . . .

The heart and reason mould into one and the same mirror of harmony

. . . the Golden Mean and centre of gravity as long as life’s turns spin around 

. . . where dents in...Read More

"50 Words for Poe: Blue Skies"



She was dressed to kill
Hot like a blazing Australian Bushfire
She crackled with heat as she
sashayed through the entrance
like Summer towards him, 
Like she was painted in 
Gold Lame Mesh
Armour tight, 
the fabric flimsy and 
sensationally...Read More

"50 Words for Poe: Seagulls"


He was an Albatross
She taught him Seagulls 
Another language

LAX was nothing on 
Heathrow, decision made

She had decided to catch 
a flight over to old Blighty instead
Haunt the Hell 
out of some cross-dressing 
poet who had taken...Read More