Squirmed Poems | Examples

'Victory Day' for Whom

     Hitler dead, camps liberated
       Justice arrived for those the West hated

     Germany squirmed at what the shocked world saw
       The Third Reich’s militia seized and declawed… 

     80 years later, Jew-hatred’s returned 
       All the Arabs and Iran do nothing but yearn

     For the day when the Jews are gassed once again
       Today’s Nazis intend to finish what Hitler began

SNEAKY SLIMY SLITHERING SERPENTY SNAKE

The sneaky, slimy, slithering, squirming snake silently sat shamefully,
Stupendously-stumped.

The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.

Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.

Now, be a bumble bee, buzzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy, squirmy, sin-searching, soul-scary, shamefully-stumped surround sound serpent-sizzling, sazzling, skimmed-scaled snake..•

Supper at Sea

Snapping it up with so much zeal
The shiny black shag with its slinky eel.
The sand eel squirmed and slipped back to the sea.
The shag said stop, please stay with me!

You want to eat me said the edible eel.
I do not want to be your meal.
I see you swim under the sea
At speeds much faster than slithering me.
You will swallow me whole.
And then where will I be?
In my belly, of course, said the shag smilingly!

The Passenger

Born in December on a cold winter’s day
I was baptised a Christian without any say
My life given direction before I could walk
A school then chosen before I could talk

I went through communion and was soon confirmed
In my inner cocoon I wriggled and squirmed
I advanced through school to the final stage
Soon after that I was earning minimum wage

I lost that job and ended up in university
Spending years later enduring much adversity
I married and worked until I was told to retire
My life force consumed like a ravenous vampire

I sit here a widow, my kids flown the nest
Patiently I wait for my eternal rest
I spent my best days in the passenger seat
I now well up in tears as my life’s all but complete

I feel like I’ve never truly had much of a say
Just putting my head down day after day
It took twenty more years until my heart gave in
Finally it’s time to get me out of this skin

Bob The Mime Who Was Ever Silent

I knew a mime who was ever silent
One of the many who were licensed
        Hit his toe doing his act
        Felt so much pain that he quacked
The city took away his mime license

Yes! knew this mime who was ever silent
He boarded a plane that had no toilet
        Sat on seat, squirmed very pressed
        Passed out gas was quite distressed!
Airline took away his season ticket

Then Bob wanted to be an astronaut
Wanted so bad that NASA he sought
        He was a part time mime
        Mimed the astronaut climb
To the panel his effort was for naught

The State of the Union and Our Popa Joe

Our President was fit and fierce
and there wasn't any stumbling.
He shared his vision openly
with out one moments fumbling..
These last four years our leader
has dealt with so much,
in spite of a opposition from a
Congress out of touch..
He spoke of our commonality and
those values that have gone astray.
Some Republicans squirmed in their
seats at the truths that he portrayed..
Thru many years of public service
he has brought his expertise, to the
table of a world now struggling daily
for world peace..
I must admit I'm super proud of our
"Popa Joe".
He showed the crowd and they were
wowed by where the U.S. needs to go!

Memorable Love Scenes

In the middle of a naked night,
jealous, the moon squirmed watching
our memorable love scenes...

Philip Marlowe

He was alone and lonely.
Sadness swept his eyes 
before he jabbed at me 
with his cynical sarcasm.

He slowly lit his Camel.	
It was a simple act of murder
and he was a scholar of sorts –
a player of chess, a fan of poetry.

I knew I was under his scrutiny.
I agree it looked rather suspicious.
After all, the body was there
and I was found holding the knife.

I squirmed under his hard eye
but leaned back into the chair
in front of his desk knowing
he had a soft spot for women.

A hard drinker, he took a bottle
from his cabinet and offered
a glass to me. I didn’t accept
as I knew I should stay alert.

“It was a man, a squabby man,
with a glimmer of glee in his eye,”
I said. “He looked at me, then
threw down the knife and ran.”

Marlowe said, “I don’t think you did it.
There was no blood on your clothes.
Your shoes would have soaked
in the blood and crusted.”

I relaxed a little and offered a smile.
I knew I was home free.
I was glad I had changed my shoes.
“I’ll take that drink now.”

	She took the bait…


Inspired by but not entered in Natasha L Scragg’s Start Sleuthing Poetry Contest

The Frog Town Blues

I was walking 
Down the road 
I felt hoppy 
Like a toad
When I came across 
A critter on the street

I didn't know 
That it was there 
And I swear 
I didn't care 
But I felt a funky feeling 
'Neath my feet

I had stepped 
Onto a log 
Heard a ribbit 
From a frog 
Made me jump so high 
I almost lost my shoes

But it was Froggy's
Lucky day 
He had squirmed 
And slipped away  
So, I whistled on my way
The "Frog Town Blues"
 
Ribbit Ribbit""

The Obnoxious Insight

Each piece of greenery falls to mildew.
On wood, a harsh fungus echoes sinew. 
Agony squirmed and sloughed in my body
Then, all tumble, I grieve and feel guilty.

Glare from sunlight is gentler than rougher
Neither full nor snares my kindness, ever. 
In this skirmish, there is a yearly brawl.
Yet, Vivid lights will no longer dazzle.

My feet will at last splash out all I've done. 
Assume strolling on a once lush and shone. 
The thrills strike my spirit and shred the core. 
And then sing the fall in calm voice ashore. 

You adorn your womb and lure us each year. 
Yet, the loathsome frost's weep I overhear.

Written: December 11, 2021

1st place contest winner.

Sonnet's Salutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula

When Verity Was

When Verity was only five she’d kiss the boys, oh how they cried
When Verity was nearly ten, they squirmed when she kissed them again
She had some birthdays, one or two, the boys began to form a queue
When Verity became fifteen, a queue so long there’d never been

He

He wriggled and squirmed,
Like a demented worm.
Fidgeted and fumbled,
Grimaced and grumbled,
He jiggled and jived,
Contorted and writhed,
Kept saying Arrr,
Like a wasp in a jar.
He was out of control,
This poor wretched soul,
As he reached fever pitch,
He found the itch,
Which he scratched until,
His body stayed still.

No Astaire

Fred could not dance,
He wanted a chance,
To learn,
So he could court a girl,
To hold in his arms,
And show off his charms,
When they twist and twirl.
Fred had two left feet,
He could not compete,
With the other boys fancy moves.
No matter how hard he tried,
All the girls cried,
Laughing,
As he tried to get into the groove,
He wriggled and squirmed,
Like an elongated worm,
He was a sight to see.
A young girl looked at fred,
And loudly, she said.
He dances alright for me!

Squeeze Play

First female Pres faced one awful hurdle
Intimidated, her brave lips curdled
   She twisted and she squirmed
   Met resistance too firm
No way she could slip into that girdle

Skin

She squirmed and wriggled in absolute anticipation, just loving it, eagerly ready for what would come, love making in the most special and intimate way. Slowly Nigel moved his fingers up and down Stacy’s pussyanthamicatrical, enjoying the tightness of the plastic

though she was moist in her nose. The material of her panties was soaked by dryness, science reversal. Part of her skirt would be but that didn’t matter. Soon she would be naked, not needing any 

second skin to hide her beauty; that was left to her third. They had no secrets or inhibitions. Except skin.

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