Short Centipede Poems

If a giraffe
with a sore throat
is worst
than a centipede
with a sore feet 

What is worst 
than a homeless
spider ?...

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There’s only one way to know for sure how many legs a centipede has 
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AP: 1st place 2020

Posted on November 17, 2019...

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centipede crawling --
it's many legs on the move --
still can't outrun me.

lone wolf howling is
a reminder to treasure
the friendships i have.

fireflies:  beacons
of the night that help to guide
the lost soul towards home....

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Centipede so tiny crawls
trekking on a fence
hundred legs, he never falls
I watch in suspense…

My two feet are bad, you see,
pain comes when I walk.
Should I be a centipede,
you would hear me squawk!


*Entry for Andrea’s 7/5 Trochee contest...

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Creep, oh centipede! 
    A malady to my cornea. 
Like kernels a decoy
    In my Eden realm. 
I'm infuriate to civility
    Just us serenity intervene. 
Serendipity smock my bones
    In solitude. 
Here it is, your servitude
    Of search....

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A follow-up to Beryl Edmonds
"A Flying Romance" 02/11/24 


Gourmet Grasshopper

After the spider made lunch of the fly
A curious grasshopper leapt on by
He told the fly with gusto
I really now must go
to dine on my worm and centipede pie!
...

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be as it may be
moving forward marching fleet
are the many feet
~
of allotted steps
march, March stepping steps walking
left right left stepping
~
it may be as be
moving forward marching fleet
of the centipede

9/16/23
written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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Multi-legs frighten me!
Centipedes and spiders make me jump on a chair-
up I flee!

Each of them scores!
Creepy legs crawl, then run- huge scare
deplores!

Fear streams
as my lungs blare
screams!

Multi-legs frighten me!
Creepy legs crawl, then run- huge scare
screams!
...

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Basically, this is a number
Adding too much to the
Zillions or gazillions of ... wait ... what exactly
Is it we're adding here? ... might be
Like the national debt or a
Little centipede counting ... hmm, or
Interest payments never to be made
On a war that will
Never end or are we just
Seeking sanctuary in a bazillion words?...

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Tom went to the ugly bug ball
Strange insects invaded the hall
Folks dressed up as fleas,
Cockroaches and bees 
The smile on his face said it all

Tom hoped for a little romance
Asked a cute centipede to dance
She whacked him on the nose
When he trod on her toes
He went home in an ambulance!

7th April 2017...

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little hands clap
at first sighting
of a butterfly

little face smiles
at first sighting
of a sunflower

little fingers wriggle
at first sighting
of a centipede

little arms flap
at first sighting
of an eagle

little brow wrinkles
at first sighting
of a squirrel

little cheeks blush
at first sighting
of cherry blossoms
...

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A bulging extremity,

a feminist integrity,

a swaggering centipede,

the cops arresting me,

my dick the right size,

the bang coming out of your eye's,

the sensitivity upon demise,

the dew and dripping from the sky's,

the eagerness of eloping,

the magnitude of doping,

the honesty of groping,

scattering scorpions glowing and scoping....

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Just moving about on rows of countless legs
seems a most complex concern 
of the millipede.


I wonder how its motor nerves synchronize
milli-leg motion so not a limb 
could impede


the smooth movement of the rest of its legs
to avoid entanglements or a 
weird stampede,


a blunder the millipede should guard against
gossipers-creepers like his 
cousin centipede!...

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 There was a fly who fell for a spider
He made her tummy churn inside her
She entered his web
Thought she’d be wed
But became just a meal provider.

Written by: Beryl Edmonds

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After the spider made lunch of the fly
A curious grasshopper leapt on by
He told the fly with gusto
I really now must go
to dine on my worm and centipede pie!

Written by: Robert Gorelick 

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Took my centipede on a walk
We were only going around the block
And before long I knew
I circled the block once, he twenty-two

That centipede stepped on my toe
Hurt so bad I had to slow
Stepped on it not just once but again and again
Not ten times but ten times ten

After he trampled my big toe
Couldn't take another step don't you know
This is all he had to say
"If you cant keep up, get out of the way"...

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It springs upon you.
Gleaming clawed metaphor
struggle to unhinge.

Many-legged adjectives 
commence to crawl over the page
similar to a robotic centipede
but bigger, shinier, brasher.

Then the seductive purr,
the mannered modes, the manicured forms,
the unmistakable reek of poetry.

The first step they say is recognition,
the second step is to find it a home.
The third step is to clean up
after it craps itself....

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Writing on my sleeves,
I visualize an invisible coupling
of grassroots with starless sky,
when I walk on the wailing earth.

Hails big as sparrow eggs
smash the bougainvillea blossoms.
The wrestling clouds
begin a storm.

Witchcraft of the moon begins.
The pubic curve of a rock
holds a centipede
wriggling, gnawing.

A spider climbs the weatherbeaten
cheekbone
and indulges in navel-gazing.						


SATISH VERMA...

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I’ll never forget the beauty of
a stare unabashed and 
unwelcome in its own right

The public spaces in which
my mind unravels
from cords pulled tight
against hollow lobes

The centipede that stitches them both
together in the fading light with
tiny purposeful arrogant unwavering
masterful steps one at a time

With no guiding notion
other than grooves in the bark
of twisted branches

Though that very well could be enough...

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I always liked the rain
It’s avant-garde disdain
Encased in every raindrop
Its tauntingly cold chill
Trickling off a drippy nose
Its million centipede dance steps
Puckering the dust, stirring the mud
The child like joy of running through puddles
Popsicle stick armadas attacked by giants
Mud pies with maple twig candles

I still enjoy the rain
Walk more slowly
Savoring its scent
The icy edge of its smile
Its tear like essence
Reminding me
That I now walk alone...

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