Short Hermit Crab Poems

Crab in seashell squats
Until hermit does not fit -
House swaps are a must....

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a squatter or scab,

drags his house, like a shell cab,

that's the hermit crab!...

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Listen to poem:

the hermit crab lives
true to its given name through
its life lest mating


Date: 08/27/2019...

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hermit crab
                            and recluse spider
                            i give it a week...

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pincer-like movement 
 mollusc shell host shifts crab wise ~
          life clings to low tide


Wild Animal Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Syllable counter PS 5/7/5
04/11/22...

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~69~ /zodiac sign/

There once was a hermit crab named Nate
Who enjoyed the solitude of his hate
   Meeting a lovely lady
   A sexy Texan, name P.D.
Finding true hate, trying to online date 

(Zodiac Sign Contest)...

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Lazy content smile,
That you flash at me in bed,
Speaks our depthless love unsaid.
Soft anemone,
entwined to a hermit crab,
Symbiotic souls are wed!


Sedoka contest
08/April 2020
Sponsor Edward Ibeh

Sedoka 5,7,7 5,7,7...

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i feel as if i am a hermit crab without its shell,
homeless with no were to live and vulnerable,
as if life were a seagull it could devour me full,
who am i is a question i am constantly asking myself unfortunately,
it is still a mystery well unknown to me,
metaphorically i am lost at sea....

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salt crusted fish bone 
caught within tangled seaweed... 
high tide offering

hermit crab scuttles
erratically on sand... 
waving eyes on stalks 

opened mouthed seashells 
coated with wind driven sand...
change in the weather 


22 September 2022 
syllable counter... poetry soup...

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Rex the hermit crab carried a trashed shell  
that reeked with a horribly rotten smell.
He intently scrubbed 
till his claws were nubbed
then resolved to move into a hotel.

Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Sixth Place Winner ~ "Sea Tale Limericks” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
March 4, 2010...

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touching sands of time 
dancing galavanting
in the brain
a hermit crab
popping
his head out
from the sands

alone open arms
embracing the stars
searching
among'st them
a shining soul
embers crying out to
the beauty 
of it

bleeding underneath
holding in the sands
a key
building upwards
holding them out
sharing a dream

the castle 
begins to build
from out of the sand
sweeping in
from the ocean
as it swells
flowing gently out

to embrace you
softly 
yet 
beautiful...

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