Lobsters Poems - Poems about Lobsters

There was a man from Nantucket Who sold lobsters by the bucket He drove all around No customers found He had no choice but to truck it...

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Sadness filled me as I had, upon hearing of his death, Thoughts of what could have been. He was my unicorn, But I married my lobster. Thoughts of what could have been Flashing like short movies through my mind-- But I married my lobster, So those movies will never play for an audience. Flashing like short movies through my mind I work to exchange...

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Tails and claws in reefs, with opiates for pain, Bad sight, ten legs and dollar profits to be made. Prior to their own demise, they dined on fish and mollusks, To savor and munch away with epicurean palettes. Galleys rattle while lobsters kneel and pray, “Boil!” and “Cut!” Chef Lemon-Snow conveys. Tears bubbling away in ancient pots, Chef Lemon-Snow the hunger his...

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I think of friends, ones I hold dear, They live in my heart and always are near. They provide light on days that are dark, I search for a place to make my mark. The sun sets, it’s been a long day, Not enough time seems to get in my way. I see what is done with much more to do, I...

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Tails and claws in reefs with opiates for pain, Bad sight, ten legs and dollar profits to be made. Prior to their own demise, they dined on fish and mollusks, To savor and munch away with epicurean palettes. Galleys rattle while lobsters kneel and pray, “Boil!” and “Cut!” Chef Lemon-Snow would say. Tears bubbling away in ancient silver pots, Chef Lemon-Snow the...

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