Short Earthworm Poems
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gray sky's angry flash
it's stomach loud hungry roars
earthworm for dinner
6/26/2017
Pleasant Chinese spaghetti;
cooked to resemble
a yellowish smooth earthworm.
To it all children
cry to the hearing
of their mom.
Wow!
blue jay lands, perches,
tilt, rotate its head, scans round,
foraging; flies off.
hops upon wet grass,
finds wriggling earthworm, it pulls~
alert behavior
The rain came down
Saturating the ground
The earthworm came up
To swim in the muck
The dove came down
Hearing a splish splash sound
Now the earthworm flys
Ethan Alan Eaton ate an earthworm,
So, Ethan Alan's sister Sybel said.
But little Ethan Alan doesn't talk, yet;
So he just sucked his thumb and burped, instead.
Form:
robin in full swing
raps staccato beats on ground ~
earthworm feels the vibes
Writing Challenge 3, May 2019, Nature Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
Written and posted : 22.05.19
ENERGY
old tree standing bare
fitful workings underneath
grizzly bear asleep
what the earthworm hears
a mighty boiling nether
blue sky sunshine
level plane
sky forest asleep
mighty roiling beneath
Saw one squirming out of the drain
Was it an earthworm or a baby snake?
Must it think the loo a posh place?
Tried washing it back to its home
Stubbornly held on, refused to go
Perhaps its left its past life below?
For futile complaint
Priya Saha just a news
Flunky animal
Earthworm ploughs only in rain
Rest whole season suffers pain
Trump card the bidder
Enjoys the gossiping lien
-Monday, July 22, 2019 Chattogram
There's an earthworm that I know
with a bearing that's imperious,
and he's entirely serious
when he says, "We strive to rise to heights, I know,
but we must plumb the depths below.
So, I bid you adieu. I have to go".
river runs rampant
drunken burbling and babbling ~
dizzy dragonfly
rambling river rolls
successful spawning season ~
earthworm treads water
restful river ride
sudden stillness sits softly ~
water nymph pliés
Earthworm-like twins, parallel to
one another
quivering and both equally
yearning to explore
the others skin.
Tension-free, nervousness leaves
in that moment
I remember the Butterflies
and the Finger-tip tickle skinsation.
The earthworm molds the earth
Canker worms feed slowly
The truth in nature confirms
You may think you decide
but no, it is this way
‘cause the worms say it is so
SPIRIT ANIMAL Poetry Contest
Gary Baldwin
Sept. 25, 2025
I do not like night crawlers.
They smell funny.
They are squishy when you step on them.
They have a weird pink bump.
They creep me out.
Today I read about the giant blue earthworm.
He can grow up to six and a half feet.
I dare not leave my house now in the rain.
Ebay, Ebay
How much I pay
to beautify
this old clay!
Munching mulch
in one big gulp
earthworm....
composte this pulp!
Weeds and roots
pull those shoots
raindrops?
Where's my rubber boots?
The fever's on and pollen's a yellow haze
It has me in a daze and a maze
the windy smog
Has to be a short lived stage!
I came to the drooping scent of wine,
touched beard and mustache,
was blind in the nearest shining of the sun,
earthworm dug earth under feet,
I felt the coolness and heard sing of quean,
thought learned I'm only on these ladies eyes,
kept ataxic gait
through the lane of myself
at last
endless end
did not find me…
*I was going to enter this into the Sea, Soil, Sky contest, but apparently I was too late :(
Oozing through the murky waters;
amongst the weeds floats the slimy eel.
Writhing slowly through the world beneath;
vital, spineless, the mighty earthworm.
Floating lazily at epic heights...
Sudden dive! Quick splash! Triumphant eagle.
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
gold morning daylight
buds joined to spindly branches
clear dew reflects hill
from its hive bee flew
pollen sticks to its long hairs~
sun bluebonnets face
crunch of fallen leaves
litter layer earthworm feed~
croaking wood frog leaps
9/21/2022
A Haiku Collection Of Three - Nature Themed Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction,
yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
I'd better print a full retraction,
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
How lucky it is
to have winds of time
weather your frame
like sand,
to have bones
made feeble by age,
to love
till it rots,
to have lived
until spring rises from your heart.
Someday, when
your eyes would open
like the sunrise,
and new birds would sing
an old tale,
you'll be an earthworm
building a legacy, this world
can never pull down.
Though it is very hard to survive ,
You can still surmount this tough situation,
Being a single parent is not easy,
And losing ones job due to recession
Is adding salt to an earthworm ,
But be strong and look up the sky,
For help comes when you least expect ,
Sun rises and the flower blossoms ,
Cloud cries and the fries dance for the coming rain .
7-23-2018
In its’ drinking of the rain,
Pelted epidemically, absorbed
Of heaven’s thoughts and earthworm prayer;
The colours thaw in rivulets
On slate and brutish stone wash,
Sunk into a crab grass savoir faire.
In its’ sucking of the sun,
Copper hammer beaten, reflects
On somnolent years and rainbow gleams;
A child may brush the surface,
Deposit trace genetic evidence,
Forensics of some past and future dreams…
If i were an earthworm
I say that rhythmically
as if I were singing "rich man."
.
If I were an earthworm,
there would only be WHEN..
.
Life would be time
as light and dark would
come and go and my gut
would feed as if I had
a tube to my stomach.
.
Life would be
a tunnel of passing.
My muscles modelled in my nerves
would create my space.
.
How different would be
the confounding universe,
if I were born
not a man?