Vermin Poems - Poems about Vermin

an intrusion of roaches dines nightly on rice i see only by daylight...

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My garden backs onto a farm Which shouldn’t cause any alarm With so much fresh air I’m glad I live there And only one thing spoils its charm I feed the birds and feral cats At night I enjoy watching bats The field mice and spiders That reside beside us Are fine, but there’s too many rats It’s fine that they eat the bird’s...

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When you see so many flies Be careful, there is a carrion Somewhere. Behave like a lion Run, run. The flies are all over your thighs They can surely and slowly devour you. An environment, which is full of lies Will eventually crumble too. Lies cannot fly Through the clouds, in the sky. When you witness so many flies Somebody may be telling a lot...

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Rats and cockroaches have moved to the country. The city is overrun with unsanitary humans, it needs a clean cloth to thrive upon, not the dishcloth grime of much degraded minds. It is a disgrace, a black mark upon an already uncivil civilization, however, the rats and cockroaches are vacationing and will not return to the metropolis until the trash in the streets is sanitized of mankind's indifference...

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What you’ve bothered to pick Is a heartbreak topic: The mind Ended Love warps And on one’s folly harps; Just as heat could man burst Still, Heartbreak Is the worst… Men file in, bed defile, You’re with an office file. Joan does not claim it’s right But expects not a fight. You’d delayed wedding ring; So, with Guys face The Ring… You’d never known women! I’ve not...

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It's a grand old boat-still quite reliable. But from the darkness below. A crimson breasted leviathan is clawing holes. Deep into its starry soul. She's quickly listing. Vermin gnawing away at the sextant. Panic is hastily jumping ship. With the NorthStar stuffed in their bindles... The loyalists are bailing water. Hope garnished in salt and blistered. Predators are slowly circling in. To the sound of a...

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There is a tool box on my desk and it is full of good stuff Scissors, masks, paper clips, cocoa mix, tree pencils so rough Were I always run to and look first, my go-to-find-something place. I would not be surprised to see green chickens from outer space. Like the junk drawers we have at home my husband once...

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She says “He treats me so well!” I say “I can hardly tell!” She says “No one understands him but me!” I say “Sista, I hear you, but why are you on the floor with bloody knee. . .caps?” The rhymes and the reasons given by women Allow them to mistakenly drink the vermin Embodied in the shape and size of a...

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Whoever said Landlords have all the power Knows that of which I speak: Reading land leases. Not a normal pastime, but perhaps because I have not read even one written in compassion's voice and not retribution's self-empowering choice. Thou shalt not do anything to attract vermin or pests. No composting, no vegetable gardening, no careless garbage bags outside. We retain the right to change our minds without cause or notice about your little bird feeders too. Vermin...

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Rats, mice, cockroaches and pigeons are all classified as disease carrying vermin, but one fact gets overlooked time and time again. The diseases that they carry were all created by humans, with our dump sites, our street trash and our sewer systems....

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