Animals Free Verse Poems

I AM HIS ALONE

I am not given my true name 
FIRST let me explain
My mission hear
Listen to the voice of nature
My Father so whisper
In my...

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Peaceful existence as a Being of light;
Not of flesh, not of clay, nor soil, yet made.
Created with the Breath of Life. 
   ...

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Still stunned with disbelief...

that our apartment unit B44
received thumbs up
meaning that we passed
the grueling, and harrowing yearly inspection
three days ago - May 28th, 2024.

About a...

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My heart yearns for something that is bigger than me  and my spirit keeps searching for it, it is not buried in the sand...

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Poetry Soup is fun to make,
just follow this easy recipe.
First take a huge pot,
the internet.
Next add a cup of creativity,
with a cup of imagination.
Add four...

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Growing up,
I was the runt of the litter.
My siblings called me Cute,
because I was the youngest one.
It was very hard growing up as a little...

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Two solid spirit animals I have are the wolf and the deer.
They get along well, apparently, for they are my constants.
Wolf uplifts my confidence, assuring...

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My name is Ocean.
If you listen, you will hear me speak.
but you must listen carefully,
or you will hear nothing 
but the cacaphony of my waves
and...

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Outside an isolated cemetery
A lady walks through a foggy night
Always the same night...May Seventh
She never moves from her path
Always looking straight ahead
She can speak but...

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I took the short path,
as many do to get to the beach.
Loving the beach with it's white sand,
a great summertime place for all ages.
I could...

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Looking at My Hands
By - Roger White
Pallid skin, once luminescent, now brown and stained like husks.
Gaunt fingers, once straight, now gnarled and twisted like twigs.
I...

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Huge fluffy clouds began to form over 
Sanibel Island as the salted gulf splashed 
against the rocks around the lighthouse 
coastal waters rose up as...

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The sun leads the day
The moon controls the night
The stars, harmonize in the skies,
A light night to render.
A cold breeze blows over my skin,
My eyes...

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In the marrow of our bones,
politics is inscribed,
an ancient script of dominance and submission,
etched deep in the bedrock of our being.

We are actors on a...

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It started thousands of ages ago,
when He had only just begun.
His creativetly was beyond all thought,
it was just divine.
If one looks over the many years,
we...

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