Worm Poems - Poems about Worm

Tiny Worm Pen Names

Tiny Worm pen names,
accounts in poetry world 
very clear to me

Worm on the Berm

There’s a worm on the berm
But I cannot confirm,
Without seeing it squirm,
If it’s dead.

Or perhaps it’s infirm
From a rare type of germ
Which affects it long-term
And will spread.

Either way, it’s absurd
To think twice, for a bird,
With its appetite spurred,
Will be led

To the place this occurred
And to which I referred
Where that bird, undeterred,
Will be fed.

I won’t mention

Tiny Worm

Tiny worm jumps from spot to spot in zoo wall, little chameleon

The Burrowing Worm

Now, my dear friends, let me, please, look up to see what does this "wormhole" mean?

An opening into or through something made by a burrowing worm

Toad and Tomato Worm Racket

If you are in no hurry, you can ask the toad to swing by
He costs less money than an Uber or Lift said Uncle Cy.
I could not believe when I looked out and saw his steed.
A tomato caterpillar named Billy, just what I did not need.

I had to get to work today, tomorrow would not

Birdsong

Tweet tweet tweet
I hear the birds speak
I wonder what they say

Perhaps it’s a song
Or a prayer strong
To welcome golden day

The sunshine glows
And wouldn’t you know
By their cheerful chirps

Perhaps they’ve learned 
To get the early worm
And whistle while you work

I lay here nude
Enjoying their tune
Of rainbow inflections 

Tan ceiling fan on
Creating my own song
Sunny disposition suggestion

Undulating Worm

     undulating worm

       pinkish fat coils entrancing

          ~ raindrops enhancing

GERMY-SQUIRMY LITTLE WORM

Germy-Squirmy Little Worm 
The most clever – yet so firm 
Plotting more scheme is what you yearn 
Schemes, snares, you're going for the fiery burn 
Ruining good apples with your germs! 
 
O Germy-Squirmy Little Worm 
Gleefully striving not having yet learned!
Whimsically strict and forever stern 
Infesting people with your dirty germs! 
What wage –

Squirmy the Worm

A worm gets the idea of oscillation
and just moves—
aimless, dirt-laced, unbothered.
Regenerates its body.
Takes orders from nobody.

So I humbly approached a worm:
“Hey worm, you seem to know a lot about this specific area of town…”
She replied,
“I’m Squirmy the Wormy.
And everything you’ve lost—
was hidden inside.”
The rain poured.
She turned.
Kept oscillating.
I shouted,
“Wait! Where are you going?”

She stopped.
Did a 180°

Early Bird and Late Worm

Who reads Poor Richard's almanac - 
birds who wants to whack
someone who likes to squirm
(specifically, I mean a worm)
when the dawn goes crack?

I think birds cannot read,
so how will they succeed
in catching what will squirm
(specifically, I mean a worm)
so not to eat birdseed?

My advice for a worm
(and Poor Richard will confirm) -
always wake up very

Four Beautiful Lines

Blue bird song serenade 
Basking in golden sun rays 

In his beak red worm betrayed
By empty ant hill of brown clay

The Bird and The Worm

Crawling upon desecrated ashes,
whispers haunt ~
“You will never make it.”

Vermilion skies rumble over the brutal horizon,
splitting open as a deafening rain pours forth,
drenching an already collapsing body.

Splaying nails rip into hollow earth.
Eerie silhouettes dance in the lightning flashes.
It’s getting harder to see now —
fear surging, lungs straining,
losing control.

Darkness engulfs, swallowing the sun.
Panic sets in; urgency

blood worm moon

metamorphosis
	black-headed beetle larvae ~
		willful wings unfurl 

(March Full Moon – Naudowessie (Dakota)

Untitled

there was a turkey named Tom
who loved to gobble up all of the worms
one bright Thanksgiving Day
he became the cause célèbres
and had with the ax come to terms

Blue feathers

early bird gets worm
bird dies favor is returned
feathers for fine hat

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