Maggots Poems - Poems about Maggots

...The green-winged teal is both cute and fat And likes to seek food upon a mudflat. He is known to eat a stem or a seed. When he eats maggots, should I intercede? ......Read the rest...

... The humidity was doing a good job of keeping pace with the temperature. Until around 10 AM when the thermometer pushed its way past 100. That’s when 176 frightened kids and a few old hippies stagge......Read the rest...

...Darkness abounds in my heartfelt sorrow where she left me stripped of pride a battered crippled soul who aimlessly wanders in darker realms of blue I continually drown in tears of anguish ......Read the rest...

...There is a darkness that tears at the mind like vulture's beaks, ripping flesh from flesh as blood drips down my hands from fingernails clutched to my face in a silent scream of terror I suf......Read the rest...

...I was born into a war I was born into a war I Was born into this war And I couldn’t even talk I didn’t know how to walk I hit the ground surviving Heavy fire, Heavy losses Broken will br......Read the rest...

... Your judgments have me grinning. Don't pretend you were immune from the Avarice of Pride. Which you delved past cover packet into the gutworm of stardoms naked lunch? Un......Read the rest...

...It feels like the world has been struck by a plague of pathological lies, where fictional truth seems to sell better, the allure of imitation glistens even brighter, while superficial......Read the rest...

...Eating through my flesh- my skin is rotting off my bones. Advanced stage of decay- the smell of death it sets the tone. The blood in me sits stale- worms they crawl throughout my corpse. ......Read the rest...

... In agony in this flame on "Intriguing drooling’s corpses conveying in hells caverns Awaiting cooling sprinted saliva Make it stop eternity damnation Bleeding souls gnashing a......Read the rest...

...Sue gave Jim some money for a turkey But he spent it on gambling and whiskey He found one in Walmart's bin And walked away with a grin Held his nose cos it smelt a bit iffy. Told Sue he'd......Read the rest...

...No winds are winnowing enough To put a quill back in the hands of the dead poet Or confidence back in the trachea of the strangled speaker In me Because no words are as vile As no words at all ......Read the rest...

...Pulling this wagon by the scruff of my neck, is like relaxing cross-legged on feeble bike handles. The gentle gusts of your hurricane dazzle me. Humouring the limitless requests of an oxymoronic c......Read the rest...

...I wrote this one after watching the miniseries “The Pacific.” THE BURBS AREN’T SCARY AT ALL Scarier the skeletons sitting in the suburbs or the ones being dug out of graves… t......Read the rest...

...It's day one. But not really, because its actually been two years And my Body is starting to eat itself As each year passes, another part of me is consumed. A leg, a finger, a part of my brain ......Read the rest...

...Nobody cared. You could tell from the cracked and broken windows. You could tell from the maggots and moths in the kitchen cabinets. You could tell from the nails scattered across the dirt-caked f......Read the rest...