O' Violence In The Mind Of Spinsters!
A tiny insect bite,
On the slender foot
Of adolescent girl!
Her feet are soft like petal,
The pain is so severe,
She gets lot of tears!
Soft nature in her disappears,
Smashed the insect to smears,
O' Violence in the mind of spinsters!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Insect
Insect.
On my blue lined writing pad a tiny insect walks,
it appears lost and hesitates before crossing a line,
lost in this vast wilderness of the unwritten.
I try to blow it off the paper, but somehow glues
itself to the paper and will not budge.
I cannot touch it tiny as it is I will surely squash it.
Nothing I can do for now, leave it to its own devise,
go watch TV. When I returned it has gone, a sheet
of paper with nothing written on is a lonely place
and has no story to tell.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Six legs... but who can see them? .....[SHORT; Nature observations; Humor]or]bservation; Humor]
As I read an article about how we humans age,
I suddenly spied a comma crawling slowly ‘cross the page.
I knew it couldn't be a comma, but it WAS so small
that if it were much smaller, I'd NOT see it at all.
I'm sure it was an insect or some related critter.
I wonder if, on that page, it did leave some insect litter.
I tried to pick out the legs it'd have if an insect it truly were,
but my eyes, not being microscopes, could only see a moving blur.
poem by Bri Edwards
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There’s a dragon fly
hanging at the mirror image of the window
catching the eye of a shrike
and the bird flashes past with stretched out claws
and for a moment the insect vibrates scared
and are swept away
by the bird that later twitters on the barbed wire
where it pierces the insect with a nail
and I am caught in the scene
and see the spreading its black wings
preparing for the next victim
and every insect that it spots
it catches.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The transformation scene, where man is becoming insect and insect has become at least man and beyond that - a flying, godlike, shimmering, diaphanous, beautiful creature.
quote by Michael O'Donoghue
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Heard Somebody Cry
(I thought I heard somebody cry--
I though I heard somebody cry)
I went to see what I could find
Like flowers in the dead of night
Like shadows in the moonlight--
I though I heard somebody cry
A choir with a single voice--a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect--to pick up all your thoughts
Chorus
It isnt true
I am not the ghost
Without a soul . . . come
Listen to my heart
You feel the beat . . . stop
Listen to the sound
Of moving feet . . . walk
Through the halls at night
When Im asleep
I dont believe . . .i dont believe
The shoe is on the other foot--the glove is on the fist
The first is like a cannonball--but it feels like a kiss
I got a bed thats real soft--in a room thats always sad
I thought I heard a window sigh--
I though I heard somebody cry
Chorus
A choir with a single voice--a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect--to pick up all your thoughts
I sip the running water--like rivers from your eyes
I thought I heard somebody cry--somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry--somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry--i thought Id go and see
I thought I heard somebody cry--somebody might be me
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Another
Tis a moon-tinted primrose, with a well
Of trembling dew; in its soft atmosphere,
A tiny whirlwind of sweet smells, doth swell
A lady bird; and when no sound is near
That elfin hermit fans the fairy bell
With glazen wings, (mirrors on which appear
Atoms of colours that flizz by unseen
And struts about his darling flower with pride.
But, if some buzzing gnat with pettish spleen
Come whining by, the insect ‘gins to hide
And folds its flimsy drapery between
His speckled buckler and soft silken side.
So poets fly the critics snappish heat,
And sheath their minds in scorn and self-conceit
poem by Thomas Lovell Beddoes
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A Dragon Fly
that lingers at the mirror image of the window
is swept away
when every insect catches the eye of a butcher bird
and I am caught in the scene
where it pierces the insect on the barbed wire,
is swept away
where the insect looses its life
and the bird is preparing for its next victim
where it pierces the insect on the barbed wire
and I see the bird spreading its black wing
as it twitters on the barbed wire and slaps its wings
and the bird is preparing for its next victim
while each insect it catches so smartly
where it is set on each movement,
as it twitters on the barbed wire and slaps its wings
and the bird becomes a deadly thing
that lingers at the mirror image of the window
where it is set on each movement,
when every insect catches the eye of a butcher bird.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Lion and the Insect
The Lion lazily lies on the grass,
Purveying his kingdom of gold flowers
As they sway in the wind, but kingdoms pass
And so too does sunlight with the hours.
The Lion grips the land with a well-placed paw.
The Earth trembles slightly beneath his claws.
The Insect unfolds its transparent wings
To swim through thick, sweaty savannah air.
It floats in the soupy mirage heat brings,
Transfixed on flying from the lambent glare
Of the open sky's harsh, cloudless splendor.
The hungry Insect mustn't surrender.
The Lion fears the Insect and hides among
The gold flowers. He's unafraid to rest.
While he worries that, if his paw were stung,
He could lose control of his clenched int'rests,
Like a coward, the Lion waits all night
Until the Insect dies a parasite.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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The Raspberries in My Driveway
Nature will bear the closest inspection . She invites us to lay our eyes level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.
-Thoreau
The raspberries
in my driveway
have always
been here
(for the whole eleven years
I have owned
but have not owned
this house),
yet
I have never
tasted them
before.
Always on a plane.
Always in the arms
of man, not God,
always too busy,
too fretful,
too worried
to see
that all along
my driveway
are red, red raspberries
for me to taste.
Shiny and red,
without hairs-
unlike the berries
from the market.
Little jewels-
I share them
with the birds!
On one perches
a tiny green insect.
I blow her off.
She flies!
I burst the raspberry
upon my tongue.
In my solitude
I commune
with raspberries,
with grasses,
with the world.
The world was always
there before,
but where
was I?
Ah raspberry-
if you are so beautiful
upon my ready tongue,
imagine
what wonders
lie in store for me!
poem by Erica Jong
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Hope Soundness
Little light in the dark night
Calling with soft voice
“Up here! Up here! ”
Like fireplace, like morning dew
With small call shakes warmly
Sound of insect, sound of water
Wherever they are
Will never be ignored again
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Car Washers (Fun Poem 34)
You pull into a car park
and they spring out of nowhere.
“Do you want your car washed
while you’re doing your shopping?
We do not charge a lot.”
My answer is no.
“Sorry mate but my car is under scientific study.
I am an insect- ornithologist.
I study bird droppings and insect splatters.
I get out every night with my tweezers,
take the remaining bits off,
and put them in a specimen jar.
I am also going in for
the dirtiest car of the year award.
I have won it three times already.
So you see my car does not need a wash thank you.”
They look at me somewhat strangely
before they go on their merry way.
Therefore, the next time you pull into a car park
and someone wants to wash your car.
Just tell them you are an insect-ornithologist
engaged in a scientific study.
They will never understand what you mean.
They might think you are somewhat strange,
but you will save yourself a packet.
Now that ain’t strange, that is wise.
(22 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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There Once Was A Tiny Girl
there once
was a tiny girl
who grew up
in this world
there once
was a tiny girl
who cried herself to sleep
every night
there once
was a tiny girl
who wore the same dress
every day
there once
was a tiny girl
who wouldn't go out
and play
there once
was a tiny girl
who would bleed and have bruises
from head to toe
there once
was a tiny girl
who begged
daddy, please no more
there once
was a tiny girl
who the angels
heard her prayer
they came down
and took her
to a better place
where that tiny girl
found love
instead of hate
by: crystal sonier
age: 15
poem by Natalia Anna Joelie
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My beautiful rose flower
My beautiful rose flower, you look so beautiful, gorgeous and attractive, i don't know how to place you, you make my head go zigzag
people insult you, drag you to the ground, their reason is because they see you as an ordinary flower, to me you are much more precious than diamond, beautiful than the morning dew
Your red color attract various insect
Your pollen grain perfume or aroma is very fantastic to make them bow to eat , the bees bow at your feet, the butterfly bow at your feet, the flies bow at your feet
You feed the multitude of insect which makes you much more charitable and sought after by all
When hunger strike at night, makes me pale, headache knocking persistently on my head, given me no enough room to cry out,
tears running down my cheeks profusely with no stop gap to aid it up
The cloud has becloud their terrible mind full of evil without any restriction you will say
The wickedness of men will continue to hunt them unless they give up their evil plot, evil device they planned for you
My white shirt stained trying to defend you
I will continue to defend and protect you with my last blood against all odds, if i give up the ghost in the process at least i will stand fulfilled on earth, on my honor i will make it come to pass,
ho! my beautiful rose flower
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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Goin' Under
left home with a friend of mine
gone two years and i don't know why
now i'm happy all the time
i can't think and i'm feelin' fine
girl put me in a situation
going through soft core mutation
think you heard this all before
now you're gonna hear some more
i know a place where dreams get crushed
hopes are smashed but that ain't much
voluntary experimentation
going through soft core mutation
i'm going under
down under where the lights are low
to a place where all the mutants go
doing things i never did before
inside out and coming back for more
little girls with the four red lips
never knew it could be like this
you put me in a situation
goin' through soft core mutation
song performed by by Devo
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Soft & Wet
Hey, lover, I got a sugarcane
That I wanna lose in you,
Baby can you stand the pain
Hey, lover, sugar dont you see?
Theres so many things that you do to me
Ooo baby!
All I wanna see is the love in your eyes (hey, lover)
And all I wanna hear is your sweet love sighs
All I wanna feel is burning flames (hey, lover)
Tell me, tell me, baby, that u feel the same
Tell me that u feel the same way I do
Tell me that u love me girl
[wed be so lost, in our mouths, the best, I feel it everyday (every way)
U feel so wrong, be alone, if u just follow somebody someday]
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Every time Im with you, you just love me to death
Ooo weee, baby. you leave me without...
Breath! ooo, baby! oooo, yeah
Youre just as soft as a lion tamed (hey, lover)
Youre just as wet as the evening rain
How will I take it when you call my name? (hey, lover)
Your love is driving me...
Youre driving me insane
Crazy, baby
Oh, girl
Crazy bout your love
Soft and wet (u know)
You are soft and wet (oh, sugar)
Your love is soft and wet
Soft and wet
song performed by by Prince
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Give Into Hate
Violence surrounds me
Violence in society
Violence in our eyes
Violence in their cries
Violence it's our fate?
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, no escape?
Violence, give into hate?
Is it human nature to act like animals?
We're all guilty, we're all criminals
Selfish species headed for a self destruction
Violent product of moral corruption
Violence for love
Violence because of hate
Violence, revolution
Violence of the state
Violence, you will find
Violence, it grips your mind
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, give into hate
song performed by by Unseen
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Going Under
Left home with a friend of mine
Gone two years and I dont know why
Now Im happy all the time
I cant think and Im feelin fine
Girl put me in a situation
Going through soft core mutation
Think you heard this all before
Now youre gonna hear some more
I know a place where dreams get crushed
Hopes are smashed but that aint much
Voluntary experimentation
Going through soft core mutation
Im going under
Down under where the lights are low
To a place where all the mutants go
Doing things I never did before
Inside out and coming back for more
Little girls with the four red lips
Never knew it could be like this
You put me in a situation
Goin through soft core mutation
song performed by by Devo
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Clones Cannot Escape Windows
clone people have sold access
to knowledge beauty pain bliss
in pursuit of electronic clone lives
playing enslaved computer games
wearing out eyes tired body sitting
emotions adrenaline buzz running
knowing nothing of call wild places
experience dating freedom thoughts
even in a simple field of green grasses
wind kisses every leaf or insect passes
in journeys soft whispering singing
come run dance with me adventures
await in every sunbeam illuminating
hold as a child pick dandelion spheres
ghost frail transparent potentialities
are illusions life seeds promises sails
await lips to soft blow feathered leaves
tiny seed-bearing parachutes scattering
blow hard blow cotton seed wind snows
fertile wind will blow forth life stems
even if clones cannot escape windows
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Violence
Six bottles went down the drain
One hous a waste of time
I'd ask if you feel the same
Still pushing that chance to try
Your breath in this cool room chill
Long hair that blows side to side
You speak and make time stand still
And each time you walk right on by
Like violence, you have me forever and after
Like violence, you have me forever and after
Can't count all the eyes that stare
Can't count all the things they see
She kills with no life to spare
Just victims are left to bleed
One drink and the pain goes down
Soft shadows lay by her feet
Lay still as you fall asleep
Fall asleep
Like violence, you have me forever and after
Like violence, you kill me
Like violence, you kill me
song performed by by Blink 182
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Sorry Little Girl
SORRY LITTLE GIRL THAT YOU CRY
SORRY LITTLE GIRL THAT HE WENT AWAY
SORRY LITTLE GIRL YOU CARRY SO MUCH PAIN
SORRY LITTLE GIRL IT DIDN'T WORK OUT YOUR WAY
SORRY LITTLE GIRL YOU WILL SEE HIM SOMEDAY
SORRY LITTLE GIRL FOR YOUR TEARS
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I LOST MY MIND
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I'M NOT THE ONE YOU CAN LEAN ON
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I CRY TOO
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I CAN'T TAKE BACK THAT DAY
YOU KNOW I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU
SORRY LITTLE GIRL I COULDN'T WAKE HIM UP, LIKE YOU ASK ME TO
LITTLE GIRL HE LOVES YOU AND YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE
LITTLE GIRL JUST LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER HE IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU
LITTLE GIRL PLEASE DON'T CRY ANYMORE
IT MAKES ME SAD TO SEE YOU IN SO MUCH PAIN, I WISH YOU WERE STILL FOUR WHEN A KISS WOULD STILL FIX EVERYTHING
poem by Christina L Johnson
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