Grubs Poems - Poems about Grubs

The Rapture of Rot

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Written: August 02, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Crystol Woods
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In the slipshod cradle beneath the apple tree,  
a bruised fruit folds ajar—  
molten...

Place in the Sun

...to relive this place
the perfection of summer
absolute blue skies
crickets cheering bel cantos
spark birds plugging for lawn grubs
remain in warm suns
obedient girasols
leave darkness behi...

Midway Psalm

...The Ferris wheel, a spoked and sputtering crown,
Pinned back the velvet dark. We paid our fee
In crumpled bills, bought passage to the town
Where gravity forgot to work its shift for me.
Neon stu...

Gardening

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Dandelions have seeded the lawn,
butterflies come.

Hosts of weeds
have invaded the cabbage patch.
The earth is enriched.

Dog poop in the unkept grass
nourishes the plowing worms
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Fire

...a   r~a~g~i~n~g  beast that  r~o~a~r~e~d  loud through dry grasslands
e~m~b~l~a~z~o~n~e~d just like sunlight rays in forested  ~s~e~a~s~
   a glowing friend who radiates love's embrace
         a ...

No Dialected Humor Here

...VINGLI Red Bank the creeks of spring waters.
"Slurp" he cups both hands to drink.
"What a beautiful place here behind these
 perfectly aligned pecan trees." A Frog
began it's throated solo. He sm...

Honey Bunch

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a nectar
the garnered spit of worker bees

drops of undistilled wine
hive-mulled
dripped through the dropper
of hair-lipped lips

plants
dig themselves out
of a dry earth
to sup ...

Safe and sound'

...If you can help yourself.? And yet not harm another, you're doing real  well (dear sister dear brother!) If you can resist the pressure.? For it seems always to come.?? It sort of pops
Right up.' Th...

The Badger

...The badger was digging all out, 
In search of some grubs, no doubt. 
With dirt flying high, 
He let out a sigh, 
And left quite a mess all about!
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The old apple tree

...It was pruned in Autumn  
now we can see new growth, 
New buds replacing old ones
Its too early for it to flower yet.

For the time being it will grow
and form new spurs to bear apples.
Leaves...

Cicada Dreaming: Where have the cicadas gone? 2021

...Cicada Dreaming was told to Roland Robinson in 1965 by Julia Charles of the Yoocum Yoocum clans from the area around Wollumbin in the headwaters of the Tweed River, Northern NSW and is used with perm...

The Unbegun

...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...

Late Poems

...The apples are old
only good for smelling.
They will rot
returning to the earth
via the city dump.
For now they fill the kitchen
with Autumnal tones
and woodland tints.

The rot of this seas...

Numbers

...How many have died,
does anyone count?
Wars erupt, guts spill.
Under the churning soil
broken flesh turns to fodder.
Grubs grow fat
but who's counting?...

My Lawn

...My Lawn

My lawn is my garden it’s weeds you see.
In times of famine, it is food for me.
Grass may be pretty, so shiny and nice.
But it is only food to grubs and mice.

By
Josehf Lloy...

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