Write Insect Poems

My Shiny Beetle

I found a shiny beetle,
I call him Glitterbug Jim.
He’s dead and I’m heartbroken
So I’m going to immortalise him.
I’ll wrap him round in resin
So...

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I keep a journal to write down
good ideas for poems. It's small, it

fits in every pocket: even the front
pocket of my jacket. Which is wonderful.

The...

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My pet wasp is called Sunny Jim
I captured this pet on a whim
He got out his stinger
And stung my friend’s finger
Pal Susie just cannot stand...

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As a child, we ran and caught fireflies in Mason jars
They lit up the twilight with their ignited bottoms
The joy of catching these bugs I’ve...

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In the middle of June when the fireflies swoon,
          And the warmth of the sun lingers...

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A flighty butterfly, was he
trapped in space; 
how came he to be,
in this stellar place?

His lovely colors of,
translucent lace streams;
orange and pink,
blue, white and green;
lovely...

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Waiter waiter!
look!

	but monsieur
	you ordered a minnow soup, n'est pas?

Waiter waiter
Not one swimming 
around in my soup
a brown minnow full of brown poop


I don't want minnow...

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a ladybug landed on my knee 
how lucky could i be
she stayed put a little while
as if she'd flown a mile
pausing just a wee bit...

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Every word I recite, sit down and just write
Comes from a place within and that is my right
To display, I don't play I take this...

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Looking at a tiny ant, I thought,
"Shall I kill thee or shall I not?"

When a mosquito my hand did bite,
I hit out at it in...

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I have a constant itch upon my head
So I scratch it with my finger
At night I head upstairs to bed
But the itching continues to linger

I...

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As time goes by we discover such a diagnose for any flaw,
Is this what it comes to in the end of times?
Where any excuse can...

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The thought beetle.


There is a little thought beetle deep within my mind;
He is going around, searching for a rhyme.
He digs out my unconscious thoughts
And helps...

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Our supposed modern scientific genius
May in fact just be our last fatal weakness.
This technological house of cards we've made
Left humanity walking along the edge of...

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