Long Tarantulas Poems

Slode's new poem: Bug-man
Tarantula 
Phantom motion seeking assembled characters
Catatonic semi-demonic the fervent priorities
Damned by honesty and crowned the duke of chill
Something happy 
how fast a picnic can run out of stock
On the sale of the...

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Antisocial anacondas don't associate in numbers;
Bears and beavers don't become the best of friends.
Civet cats catch rats, so is it any wonder
On doleful dingoes dire dilemmas do descend?
Effete elephants eschew jumping, it's ungraceful;
"Frenching" frogs will...

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Jungle club weekend tarantulas walk
with a kingly swagger
wolf man gait
Don Juan alpha moves mirror taught;
nocturnal reflections cast
over past triumphs,
speak of new burning love ...
Throbbing abstinence 
that can’t wait

Diamond heart black widows peripheral grieve
with a figure...

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Poet heads up: No real spiders were used in the making of this poem.

All females sitting on a plane,
with the male pilot at the helm,
were sitting there having a drink
and chatting on their way to
a...

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I saw vultures circling above like 
seasoned acrobates looking around 
to see the message the dessert had sent. 
Their black outstretch wings seeking the
 heat of the day to soar using the updraft 
to avoid...

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The cooks in the Japanese navy
Make a dish of aquatic fly larvae.
Too small to filet them,
They just lightly sauté them
In well-sugared soy sauce as gravy.

That Venezuelans eat spiders may be new to a few,
Though tarantulas...

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astronomical anatomical atoms
buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs
collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams
depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites
enticing and enlisting energetic enthusiastic enigmas
finally fueling fussy frisky flatulence, forming fleece finders
giving gluttonous glorious gargoyles grinning grace
holding heavy-handed hospital heathens
Ignoring...

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A pet more exotic I'd wanted.

A pet to be groomed and then flaunted.

not a dog or a cat

something cooler than that!

I began my search feeling undaunted





In a pet store I came on a ferret.

Such a...

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Lo and behold!
The clergyman knocked
At the door of the ship
To explain to the captain
The hazard of having
A broken engine

The ship was elegant outside
But most people say (people who know this ship)
What's within - a jungle
Snakes,...

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A pet more exotic I'd wanted.
A pet to be groomed and then flaunted.
Not a dog or a cat -
Something cooler than that!
I began my search feeling undaunted

In a pet store I came on a ferret.
Such...

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On dark Halloween Night
The moon will lose its light
The goblins will hunt you
To cook your entrails into barbecue

There will be loud screams in town
Cry of crows will be heard all around
Ominous howls of wolves will...

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saguaros 
guardians of the sonora
a battalion wafting 
in one hundred degree heat 
standing sentry on granite slopes
vertical green etches
in carmel cliffs
literally--litter the foothills

rising up the mountain 
saguaros fall away

ocotillos remain
their leafy tentacles flailing
like upside down...

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There was a naughty girl
And a naughty girl was she
For nothing she would do
But sit all alone and worry
She hadn’t
Any money
She definitely
Wasn’t funny
She was
Just a mother
And a wife 
Like no other
Never very strong
Too often 
She’d...

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Across the sideways, bronze framed hall mirror,
A ribbon of infrared light imprinted itself,
Like a streak of alien sky;
Hours later, it dimmed and blew out, like an ill-furnished house.
Other reflections crawled across like tarantulas...
Somebody's corduroy acorn...

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On the twelve days of Christmas, West Texas gave to me
	twelve tarantulas creepin’,
		eleven javelinas diggin’,
		ten jack rabbits jumpin’,
		nine skunks a stinkin’,
		eight mantis prayin’,
		seven snakes swimmin’,
		six mountain lions,
	five sunny days,
		four mockingbirds, 
		three hoary bats,
		two horned toads,
	and...

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WILD MEADOWS
Wild meadows left and right, guarded
by hedgerows, each side with gates,
openings on sites regarded
macro, wildlife wonders, elate's
scientist, biologist, all.
We venture into grasses tall. 

Eyes wide open, and cameras
all to hand, notebooks recording.
A shout goes...

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