Gnat Poems - Poems about Gnat

Seussome Story

The Cat in a Hat
sat on a mat
(the mat was flat)
when
Pat a bat
who was fat
(a flying rat)
chasing a gnat
(the gnat went zzzat)
dropped in
(splat!)
for a chat
(what a brat)
but
(tit for tat)
was told to scat
imagine that!

(Moral of the story: Uninvited unwelcome)

Peach Tea And Me

I have the attention span of a gnat
At times not even as long as that

So I found some online training game
That is supposed to help train my brain

Not sure it worked before l lost focus 
My muse came with hazel hocus-pocus 

You’d think she’d gift me great poetry
But instead I write about silly little me

Maybe

If I was a Gnat

If I was a gnat I know whom I would bother
I would hide in their garbage disposal
flying up into their face when they ran water in their sink
I would hit them in the mouth, disgusting them

when I tired of being a gnat I would become a mosquito
buzzing in the ears of my enemies, biting them

Ode To a Gnat

Gnats, fruitflies, midges, black flies
What do you call them?
I call them pests.
Unwelcome guests
I call them demons from hell.
They fly past my face.
They go for my eyes.
Lucifer in disguise
They like my white screen
They’re like a bad dream
And they’re really no good
When they try for my food
Oh please go away
You devils so small
You MUST be gone
As summer

Gnat Bites

Gnawing gnat breaks through skin
Needle nose - spike now in
Agile, light, felt no pain
Taken blood, their feeding aim

Bites now swell and
Itch like hell
Tiny vampire
Eaten well.
Scratching, itching - skin unwell.

     
            03.09.21

Oh Little Gnat

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Hovering like a gnat that finds a face irresistible
Swatting frantically does no good as
insects will be insects and annoying is part of their plan

As it seems each day you find a new offering unfolding its wings,
buzzing about with your dirty laundry in tow,
as if poetry has become merely a tool to harass

Finding little folders to

The Thinking Gnat

A gnat is annoying my nose today.
She keeps coming back and landing on me.
She is fast.
Faster than my grabbing hand.
I am eating an apple.
Land on that!
I wait.
She does not respond.
A gnat with a mind of her own.
I may adopt her.
I can often use a good-thinking gnat.
 
In her honor, I have written the thinking gnat

Star Struck

Donald Trump is an old Plutocrat
Living high on the hog like a gnat
But Disney was first
To notify Hearst
That Pluto's a dog, not a rat!

The Infuriating Gnat

I was sitting here today writing a poem in my little place,
When all of a sudden this gnat comes flying in my face.
I swatted once, I swatted twice, but he got away.
He was determined that he was going to stay.

My house is spotless…how did he get inside?
Gnats are a thorn in my side I can’t

The Gnat

The spider Queen, aloofly vain!
She rules a silent ruthless reign,
with black-bead eyes like pearls of rain
that damp the depths of her demesne. 
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The Gnat Nebulae

for J.C. Alldridge

Full pummelling fisticuffs
Stitch over stitch
In and out
Imperceptibly kaleidoscopic
Swirling from ear to ear
Sporadic
Thrumming mystical notes
Notes of whisper
Whisper in the ear
Now a bothered swish of clawing
Cleaving slipping fingers
Immalleable rolling universal ball

Microcosmic needle into
Macrocosmic wool all
Silently thudding kneading pulling
Sealing a sin all opened unforgiven
Eternally whispering to a few
And never really heard
Pummelling sewing the invisible centre
Round and

Nasty Gnat

I was bitten by a gnat
Who didn't ask permission
I caught the little rascal
How dare he bite me?

I put him into a jar.
He made a big commotion.
So I put a stamp on jar.
Sent him to Carrie.

By: Joyce Johnson Came in 2nd

Henry 'Gnat' Wilson's Bedtime Routine

Teeth freed late of jaw
Catch feign vulture caw
Keep time with thumb gum massage.
Three jiggers to rinse
Fire stick of incense
Lifted induced camouflage.

Shirt off shorts glued on
Vision of futon
Once upon a time life rocked.
Tent wants repairing
Sirens shrill blaring
Dumpster score steel trigger cocked.

Yawn fingers through beard
Glance field-mates look weird
Two toe-touches old time's sake.
Fetally grounded
Mortally wounded
War's horrors too much

Gall Gnat

Nature is as careless as it is bountiful
The faster the death, the faster is evolution.

I, a female gnat ,eat my own fertile eggs,
When I am hungry while laying the eggs,
We, the gnats produce eggs within our body,
When I am hatched within the body
I devour my own parents.
The parents die, the next generation lives.

The sea is

A Gnat

There was something about this place--
so terribly unknown,
and though I fancied its mystery
I felt so alone,
an old abandoned dock, a shady-- house on a hill--
the same wardrobe of twill, in this city of stone.

All the years, misplaced and dreary--
I notice the gnat,
fluttering neath the window pane;
it's wings timid and flat,
how lucky that creature would-- someday

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