Lyric Animal Poems

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While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012




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The birds glide, I don’t know why
It gives me reason to sing
So who am I? What can I bring?

The trees grow, the waters flow
To take us far from here
So who are we? Why do we fear?

In all the glories shown to us, 
We must give in to our wanderlust
To make amends for wrongs we’ve done
Inspire the dreams, in everyone

The lambs leap, the willows weep
To show us we can dance and cry
Don’t live a lie; just ask why

The oceans latch, seashells laugh
There’s always an escape
To the martyr’s smile, on the sun’s sweet dial

In all the glories shown to us, 
We must give in to our wanderlust
To make amends for wrongs we’ve done
Inspire the dreams, in everyone

Don’t let it fade,
Don’t hold it down
The sky is open for us now
Just let them fly,
Those hurts we keep
Inspire the heart, inspire the dream! 

In all the glories shown to us, 
We must give in to our wanderlust
To make amends for wrongs we’ve done
Inspire the dreams, in everyone

In everyone
Inspire the dreams, in everyone


*This song is a collaboration with my older brother, Robert, who was inspired by two hawks soaring around each other earlier today. Younger brother, David, implemented some sweet harmonies that makes this song really special! * 

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2015

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FLY FREE AND HIGH: BUTTERFLY


The 
  BUTTERFLY 
    Flutters
       By

       A flying      rainbow  in light blue sky
        Coloring   more  a garden as it flies
          To each blooms, 
               it dances and pries
            Fly free,
                    Fly high Butterfly!

            My heart releases a deep sigh
                 As the butterfly 
                      flutters
                         by
         Children catch it with so many tries
            But so sweet,  pretty butterfly lands on my thigh
                      Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                       Once a shy caterpillar
                       hugging one leaf stem
           Shielding its body from the snowy tent
    Spring May comes and wind hums a warm lullaby
           Little by little its cocoon shreds away
               Revealing a transformed beauty,
                       No one can deny!
              The butterfly flutters by and by
                      Soaring into the sun!
                 Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                                 The 
                            BUTTERFLY
                          flutters 
                        by
                    Keeping world's treasures 
               and reasons why
          Awesome loveliness you freely display
        But it's pity
          Your life short to enjoy and play
             SPREAD YOUR  WINGS 
                  on FULLEST THRIVE
                        FLY  FREE! 
                          FLY  HIGH,
                                BUTTERFLY!
                             Before, you kiss 
                          the world Goodbye.



Note: From my readings, butterflies lifespan depends on these: habitat, climate, gender and their specie type.Average lifespan is a month.One day for the garden butterflies. Monarch butterflies and Heliconians for 9  months. Spring butterflies 9-11months. Male lives shorter than females.

12:27am
May 25, 2014

Life flutters by thus, everyone must push be brave to give all things a best try consequences are whirlwind of uncertainties but the thing is we give it a try our heart and soul pouring life never let it run dry If no money, medals or honor it is alright and always fine to our dearest God - divine these will not slip on thine spirits ripe, aims to deeper shine more precious than anything in mine
June 02, 2014 Contest: The Butterfly Flutters by Sponsor: Kelly Deschler 2nd place, to God the greatest glory.. :)

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2014




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With big blue eyes
the way you look
and look at me
makes me smile
when you talk
your voice comforts
the things you share 
involves trust
friendship and love
they set me free
watching you care 
for others
like family
your friendships
animals
feeding the birds
caring for a deer
dogs and cats 
a raccoon family
once even a skunk
the place we live
a sanctuary 
for all creatures
all that breathe
for this I smile 
you love me
I know this
I love you
for who you are

Edward J. Ebbs - October 24, 2015

Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2015

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All the fish in the sea
Do not drink any tea
And they don’t have some bread
For to eat with ham spread.

Copyright © Poggle Diggle | Year Posted 2014

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"Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
 visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
 that we get em confused
 the resident evil specialize in misconstruing

 We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doing?
 foolin' ourself, clownin ourself, playin ourself
 by not bein ourself

 We can`t babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
 Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can`t get our meat
 while we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
 look at the picture that`s painted
 tainted as the mind who`s blinded to the point
 where Sodomites get all the rights
 we fall for fights with fisticuffs
 get pissed enough to miss the bus

 It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
 I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
 and recognize this mind on the reality of horror
 known as mankind

 Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
 A righteous number of righteous men
 even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
 the Devil says the end is the beginning
 they teach that we were the product of incest

 Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
 stand with us and don`t look back upon it
 just face this mind state
 
Otherwise Babylon..."








~this is to get Ruben Bailey's WuRdz to a new audience.   a true STREET POET, Soothsayer

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2014

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DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay

Copyright © JAY JOHNSON | Year Posted 2011

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    THE WHALE SONG
The masters of the ocean
Depending on you
What can they do?
They are grieving.
The masters of the ocean
Are crying for you
What can they do?
They are leaving.

It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.

All they want is ocean 
and the space to run.
Freedom's just a morning spray 
flashing in the sun.
All they ask is ocean
and the Hope to be
thankful God has given them
---------the sea.

It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
© ron wilson aka vee Bdosa the Doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2014

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A green sweaty swampy land
Maybe no place for a man
But it is a home to many creatures
Such as our friend's the alligators

Now not so long ago,
In their steamy mysterious habitat
There was a fog so dim it almost made it black
and it had large limb's that hung low on the trees 
And each slim blade of grass went an inch above your knees

All gators that lived here
seemed to be very ornary and mean 
And it was considered ordinary
To attack their peers With bone crushing teeth

One could ask,
Why are they so mad?
But it's not their fault
It's just the way they were taught how to act
Ever since their speckled eggs hatched
And learned how to make their jaws snap
 
However, not all gators were like this
There was one who was filled with happiness
He wore a blue hat and a bright orange shirt
Everyone reluctantly called him Albert

Because Albert happened to be completely different
All the other gators kept him at an arm's distance
They called him names and spat in his face
But his joy just never seemed to fade

See Albert had a huge dream
His dream was to be with the humans
As they yelled and screamed
For the local school's winning football team

Out of nothing but sheer excitement,
Albert shared this with the others
But they all laughed even his brothers

So Albert decided right then
to not care about what anyone said
And to pursue his only dream
No matter how long or tough it may be

The next day Albert left that dreary swamp
On mission to prove the nay-sayers wrong
And when he left that dim fog grew so dark
You could not see or hear a big dog's bark

So he made his way to the nearby school
Where he saw not no one, not a single soul
Every building was empty
From the top to bottom floor
The all of a sudden, Albert heard a thundering roar
"Romp!, Stomp!, Chomp!, Welcome to the Swamp!"

He rushed to the football stadium
Where he was met with open arms
He finally felt accepted, safe from abuse and harm
So with his new friends, he rose up in exultation
His life was anew, he was the love of Swamp Nation

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2012

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I Stumble Upon My
Words – I’m
speechless
We were so far away
from each
other…I-I-I’m one
with
r-regret…f-feeling
incomplete…
I thought our love
was as worthless as
the debris…
You smoked me out
like a cigarette…and
y-you left me on the
filthy, messed-up
street…
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains, placed in
captivity…

I’ll find a way to
get you back for
another few years
But, I’d be
lying…don’t bottle
up the tears…
Talk with me, for we
are by each other’s
side…the words
escape my chapped
lips
We were so far
apart; now, we’re
both trying to get
our grips…
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains, not even
close to vitality 

We were so far away
from each
other…I-I-I’m one
with
r-regret…f-feeling
incomplete…
I thought our love
was as worthless as
the debris…
You smoked me out
like a cigarette…and
y-you left me on the
filthy, messed-up
street…
Do you realize how
much pain you’ve
caused me?
We all wanted love,
but for the wrong
reasons…
Our relationship
changed like seasons
to seasons
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains that puts our
crazed hearts on a
leash...living in
misery...

We exchange
passionate, graceful
looks...I don’t know
what I’m fighting
for
Lonely & insecure
like the wolf, jaded
by his pack
heartlessly
Blindly walking the
road of recovery…I
need something to
live for…and more…
We all want you back
– we were all in
agreement, seeking
freedom eagerly
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains, beildered to
the extreme...here
shall e flee? 

We were so far away
from each
other…I-I-I’m one
with
r-regret…f-feeling
incomplete…
I thought our love
was as worthless as
the debris…
You smoked me out
like a cigarette…and
y-you left me on the
filthy, messed-up
street…
Do you realize how
much pain you’ve
caused me?
We all wanted love,
but for the wrong
reasons…
Our relationship
changed like seasons
to seasons
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains - I'm rotting
like a starved tree 

I’ll find a way to
get you back for
another few
years…I’d do
anything to have you
cuddle with me in
the blankets of
benevolent adoration
But, I’d be lying to
myself…don’t bottle
up the tears…don’t
cower away, getting
picked on by
countless fears and
nightmares…I’ll try
not to collapse into
the ditch of
frustration
Blindly walking the
road of recovery…I
need something to
live for…and more…
We all want you back
– we were all in
agreement…we yearned
for liberty…but
change is a
challenging chore!
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains...or e'll be
spellbound for
eternity

We were so far away
from each
other…I-I-I’m one
with
r-regret…f-feeling
incomplete…
I thought our love
was as worthless as
the debris…
You smoked me out
like a cigarette…and
y-you left me on the
filthy, messed-up
street…
Do you realize how
much pain you’ve
caused me?
We all wanted love,
but for the wrong
reasons…
Our relationship
changed like seasons
to seasons
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains - don't
mention our
fatality...our
unfortunate reality
that bos don to
tragedy like slaves
to their
master...hat a
pity...pity...
 
Whisper in my ears,
for I trust every
word that you utter
as long as you
remain faithful to
me and be loyal and
honest, friend…the
words escape my
chapped lips
We were so far apart
long ago; now, we’re
both trying to get
our grips…
We exchange
heartfelt, friendly
bear hugs...now, I
know what I’m
stronger than I
realize
I was once lonely &
insecure like a
weeping wolf, jaded
by his pack suddenly
I thought your kind
of “freedom” would
set us free…
From the rusty
chains...I feel
guilty for loving
you ith plastic love
rapped around my
heart...ith ruby
delight and golden
revenge ith a
sprinkle of sugar
and spice...no, I'm
figuring out ho to
get out of my on
maze, so graze in
your on maze, my
fallen angel of
Lamentation & the
aftershocks of
it...it's not that
pretty...believe
me...me...

Our pride and
confidence will
passed away at some
degree
Do you realize how
much pain you’ve
caused me?
We all wanted love,
but for the wrong
reasons…
I’m trying to get
over you…I must
forgive you
willingly
B-but, our
relationship changed
like seasons to
seasons
I Can’t Fathom The
Thought of you in
distress
You promised
perpetual “freedom”
that ould bring us
the Promise Land
I'm laying don in
ashes of
disheartening
regret...this
feeling of remorse
is not that
grand...don't you
understand my side
of the story? Do you
kno here I stand? I
NEED GOD'S HELPING
HAND...

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2014

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WHICH ANIMAL DO YOU EMULATE?

Be fast like a cheetah
Don't wait for any hater

Be vigilant like a snake
Always alert and awake

Strong like lion
Defeat every obstacle on your way to Mt.Zion

Wild like a tiger
Scare any bad omen which tries to linger

Wise like an ant
Know when you need and want

Humble like a sheep
Your shepherd will give you a place to sleep

Calm like a cat
Don't confuse mouse with a rat

Don't be lazy like the snail
Lest you are likely to fail

Don't be slow like a tortoise
lest you become susceptible to your enemies

Be neat like a duck
That will call for good luck

Don't be dirty like a pig
lest apart from meat,you become useless yet,big

Be time conscious like the hen
She knows how and when

Don't be stubborn like a goat
lest you always bring troubles to your throat

Copyright © CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR | Year Posted 2014

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THE GOLD WHICH DIDN'T GLITTER
I remember when I was nine(9) years old
As young as I was, I was told
That,not all that glitters is gold
I always walked chest out and bold
But I saw a gold which didn't glitter
I stood for a while and begun to wonder
Asking lot of questions, demanding an answer
Passing by, I saw a stranger
She decided to give me a helping brain
I was afraid to give the gold to her
I gave it out holding my fists in pain
I was obsessed with fear
Then she laughed in a ridiculous way
She continued to say
'This is not a gold but a stone'
Out of anger,I said 'My eyes are my own'
She left while laughing
I stood there wondering
In no time,I saw a dude
He was walking nude
I clothed him and gave him food
I hid the gold from him
But he saw it in his dream
He took it from the pit
He asked why I doubted it 
He then showed it to the sun
Its brightness, I couldn't stand
It penetrated my eyes
On ground, I saw remains of Ice
At a moment I was wowed
How was the Ice thawed?
He said 'This is the real gold of nature'
Until you know it, it will never glitter
On the blade of its tongue, It tastes bitter
On the flesh, It is the sweetest 
When the knowledge about is a smarter,
You devalue it for the rest
The cover doesn't matter
Its whole is the brightest and best.

REAL PEOPLE IN LIFE...

Copyright © CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR | Year Posted 2014

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I met you in my garden
I introduced me as Buffy
How glad I met you
Since I don’t know what to do….

I prefer that you are my Life
But you made me fool
You met a new GUY 
You just waved your tail to me and gone.

I cried for you
Because I’ve got new one 
She is more beautiful than you
IN FACT she is your Mistress!!!!!! 

Copyright © Kethushan Aravinth | Year Posted 2015

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Living in he jungle, no fear to hold,
fighting, always standing bold.
Piloting in the breeze,
swinging on vines through the trees.
His best friends, the creatures there,
to each other they are fair.
As the great one echoes his call,
these creatures, in line they fall.
Ready to help in time of need,
lining up for their great stampede.
How this hero came to be,
left behind in the jungle was he.
Just an infant, unable to escape,
knowing his mother as an ape.
Learning ways of the animals,
imitating their amazing calls.
Suddenly a woman one day came,
becoming his mate, that was Jane.
The king of beasts is Tarzan,
not a Lion, but an Ape Man.

Copyright © Diane Pennestri | Year Posted 2016

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Animal cruelty is an ongoing and sickening epidemic. I'll never understand how thoughts can 
creep into a human being's mind that would make them want to harm a defenseless pet. I 
wrote this poem after four teenagers went out of their way to cause pain and torture to a cat 
in my hometown. This poem is written from an animal's perspective somewhat. 

Defenseless.
Looking into your eyes as he's whipped and you show zero remorse.
Beating him with blunt and traumatic force.
You brutalize innocence with no intention to repent. 
Breaking his back as you show a lack of self-respect.
Confused by actions that cannot be forgiven.
My stomach sickens.
How can you live with acts you have committed?
A vulnerable object that had no chance to fight. 
Can you justify why you felt the need to end his life?
The hands of a murderer, you show no shame.
Your only means of actions to cause violence and pain.
You looked directly into his somber eyes as you broke his body.
Anger and resentment shown towards an unsophisticate form of life.
The color crimson covered your hands as you tore him apart.
Piece by piece.
Ripping him at the seams as you lessened yourself as a man.
Never will I be able to look into your eyes the same way again.
This is unforgivable, it's not permissable, it's unexplainable.
You are a poison to this earth.
You have fed your wretched soul on the weak and still regret evades your mind.
You corrupt, repulsive piece of work.
You'll run out of luck.
This charade won't last another moment.
You took someting full of life and just turned into a fragment.
What runs through your brain?
What fills your heart? 
How do you look your eyes into the mirror so unscathed?
How can you live with so much hate?
You ended a life without an ounce of morality holding you back!
You tortured your victim, forcing your hands on him until he cracked.

Lifelessness.
No signs of torment or guilt filling your eyes.
Your time will run out.
The hourglass spilling just like the blood of your victim.
Eternal condemnation awaits.
You will lose this game.
Tolerance of your actions is something no human will embrace.

Copyright © Logan Saucillo | Year Posted 2009

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Life Clucks and Then You Fry


 I Wake ‘em up screaming
“My cock is blue”
I spent the moonlight
chasing you

and now you tend
another’s egg,
I pleaded, cried,
I even begged.

The others are
but passing flings
I do not long
to touch their wings.

I’d rather sit
beside your nest
while you hatch
the little pests.

What you fail
to realize
Is - it’s my job
to fertilize

pursue the ones
that are “free range”
chase the lure
of something “strange”.

I am a Cock
so I must try
because “ life clucks
and then you fry.”


John G. Lawless
9/21/2014

Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2014

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To My Favorite Golden Retriever Bo
(I adopted my sister's doggie after she died)


You're beautiful golden hair,
With a splash of gray on your face,
And so what if your fur,
Is all over the damn place.

If you gave me your coat,
I'd make it into a blanket.
I'd stay warm all night,
Without you I couldn't make it.

When your first mommy died,
You had crazy distractions,
For you lost your soul mate,
And you needed a connection.

So I swept you in my arms,
And gave you a warm bed.
We welcomed you with hugs,
As I slowly rubbed your head.

So my little family of four,
Turned to five overnight,
Oh how I prayed you'd love us,
And take away your fright.

Yesterday the vet came,
Your body is full of cancer,
It was all so very sudden,
I had questions needing answers.

So tonight you're here in my arms,
As I gently rub your ear,
And I think about you leaving me,
As I gently wipe a tear.

How will I know,
When it's the right time?
Time to make that terrible decision,
For you to close your eyes.

Your beautiful golden hair,
With a splash of gray on your face,
My love for you soars,
Right through time and space.

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015

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I like to eat curry
It's funny in my tummy
But then I turn really smelly!

Copyright © Nikhil Singh | Year Posted 2016

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Eagles soaring high in the sky
suddeny drop to the water below
it's talons encase a fish
in the setting sun it's scales aglow

the fish did not jump 
to the bird in the sky 
it stayed in the water
while the bird soarded by

If the bird hadn't dived to grab the fish
then the fish would still be in the water
for the fish will not go seek out the bird
it will not willingly go out for slaughter

the lesson between the bird and the fish
is simple but I'll give you a clue
go out and make your way in the world
don't wait for the world to come to you.

Anne Hessler

Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013

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Hey there midnight.
How was your day?
And how goes the night?

Lay there and sleep tight.
We're just as afraid
as we all are alright.

So light me up a fire
while we sing along the wires
with a choir who desires
to deserve some peace and quiet...

Tonight is midnight.
Where the sun fades away
in the shade of moonlight.

So goodnight and dream bright.
Like the clouds glow with jade
in the midnight moonlight.

Copyright © Jorge Tuazon | Year Posted 2015

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How was he trapped in his own web, 
Which was woven with silken skills, 
Tested and proven since ages, 
With a core from his own cells? 
How could it be an accident; 
During his usual course of hunt
For a flying prey, in whom venom
Instilled and liquefied with enzymes! 
Had it been another manifestation 
Of perseverance to a modern King, 
As done to Robert Bruce the King
To regain the Scottish throne? 
Speculations keep on mounting, 
But, as his hollow SELF does still cling
To the web-hub, no prey dare swing
As they feel him still the Web-King!

Copyright © Tajudeen Shah | Year Posted 2014

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COMPANION

Countless hours, time no concern
Side by side, how much we’ve learned
Through ups and downs and thick or thin
We march together, new tales to spin

No longer a canter, your gait without pep
Rumors mills churning
Have you lost a step?
Senses diminished, speckles of white
Onward we push, onward we fight

Betrayal of age, the cycle of life
Sauntering quietly, causing much strife
Our hearts melded solid, our thoughts are as one
Losing the battle but war has been won

Not always together, at times on our own
Filling days with dreams we have grown
Dreams of nirvana, dreams of gold
Dreams spent together
Never get old

Someday I know our paths must part
Furry fellow dear to my heart
One knows a place where dreams come true
Side by side, just me and you

Copyright © GIDEON GREY | Year Posted 2013

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ROOBOY

Between the spinifex and gibber, across the dry, hot sand,
Lenny sits as proud as punch with the leather straps in hand,
His roo it has a saddle and a bit between its teeth,
When he wants to change direction, he gives the reins a reef.

You see Lenny rides a kanga, a great big bounding roo,
The locals think he's crazy as he comes bouncing through,
From Coolah to Walgett, Burke, Gunnedah and Broken Hill,
You’ll hear the call as Rooboy passes, “You’re a flaming dill.”

But Lenny sits as pleased as punch, crunching spinifex,
Under the paws of the  red roo  that he christened Rex,
The mulga bush and salt pan is where the unlikely pair roam,
The never-never, the back of beyond, the outback is their home.

From White Cliffs to Wilcannia you’ll hear the walloping sound,
The great big thump beyond Black Stump racing cross the ground,
The dingoes and galahs, the corellas join in too,
Laughing at their loudest as the pair come bounding through.

But one day opinions changed in the town of Coober Pedy,
Arriving were some robbers, dangerous and so greedy,
Roo-boy bounced the villains into the crusty ground,
The locals called him hero, an outback legend found.

Now when Roo-boy's seen, that is where the story’s spread,
Jackaroos and Jillaroos dip the akubra hats upon their head,
They pay homage to the boy that saved the outback town,
The place where inhabitants spend most time underground.

Now a song's just been written, Rooboy is its name,
It's spread across Australia, giving the pair such fame,
But you won't see them in a fancy place, being kept and well fed,
They still sleep under the stars, using dried tussocks for a bed.

REPEAT FIRST VERSE               John Williams

Copyright © john williams | Year Posted 2017

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(Anacreontic Verse)
11/6/2015

Cold Flight

Cold flight! What ice
finds fierce fire
between paws
of mine crunching
through rough snow
and slush slip 
mush mist up 
from face and 
tail underfoot. 
Careful pines 
step aside of our
hunt tonight 
sky lighted
by lightning
finding prey very 
frightened of Life’s
biological
cycle, like the eye
of a rifle 
eying my demise 
behind traitor pines. 

Copyright © Alexander Plevka | Year Posted 2015

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                                Fire Canyon                    2/3/12


Down Deep in the depths of the rocky desert floor there resides a force fierce yet menacing smoldering ashes hot, red devil.
Crescent moon overhead illuminates the midnight scene giving light hope that the previous days events will be forgotten, lost in the shadows.

Men with intent evil had dwelled in this angry hot land not so long ago devising plans cowardly purely selfish in nature, rewarding themselves only.
Why? When? How? Did these callous individuals gain access to power undeniable slashing all in their path violently, Can they be stopped?

Once honor did reside here in the land where buffalo once roamed plentiful a time of peace decency spoke loud, people proud dignified.
Time goes on without hesitation immune to happenings before her, love or hate, good or evil makes no difference as life wanders into the darkness.

Climbing up from the destruction below earnestly, gentleman of known regard emerges onto the canyons rim smiling with hope, Strength regained now.
Will love and decency overcome the hostile intentions of greed’s insidious touch? Men, Women must try, instill kindness when able conqueror minions unseen, lurking.

To wash away all that has been touched when dreams become nightmares in daylight if only for a short time, grab my hand I will lead the way back home.
Breezes blow softly calling us to slow our pace feel nights calming presence as lighting cracks in the distance, hearts united peace is found upon the gentle wind.  





                               © 2012 David J. Mitchell
 
  
  

Copyright © DAVID MITCHELL | Year Posted 2016

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Beaver beats the hare                                                                                                                                                        and most that were there                                                                                                                                                                                                 He even beat the bear                                                                                                                                                             but losing to the buffalo                                                                                                                                                              The only one left was a wily mouse                                                                                                                                      who now lives in a buffalo skull house                                                                                                                                            Holding all the bones                                                                                                                                                              within war and peace                                                                                                                                                                         do not count out the least                                                                                                                                       making man chief of their home                                                                                                                                Drumming songs dancing lullabies                                                                                                                                     the sleepy mouse rubs his eyes

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017

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What happened…..?
All gone-by in a moment and where did all those such and promises go
Did all your faith just vanished to where there’s not hope to even try
I guess it’s not what you feel, but what is there now for tomorrow
Wishing is for those that don’t know what they want and are scared

But getting what is for you seem right, but what if what you want is not
Saving may seem to be good, but for someone it is not and not I mean.
The only thing I could guess and hope out of a so called relationship,
Don’t ever say it is yours until you have the guts to really hear them say…
Go away, you might not know what it means, but surely later it will
  
Like a drop of water on top of a rock for a long time you will crack
If not you should go back maybe there might as well be hope on the dry land
As to say Moses did go to where not even humans could bear, but do dare.

Afraid to try and wait, the only solution that is there is getting what is near-by
Forging yourself won’t help, for what you use is what was given and not understood
To say, do your so called BFF’S really understand that it is not for sale to tell and not know
I guess it is all gone and not even one of them or us will know what it really meant.

Love found, love held, love begun, love strong, love slow, love far away, love gone and gone
So long I hope not to see you; if I do it will be on a different topic if it will be even a topic
Chau the Portuguese say and goodbye the English say, but to me goodbyes are not forever
KAREN>F MATHE

Copyright © karen mathe fumani | Year Posted 2015

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Nowhere to go, none to see.
All alone, all isolated i'm closeted
Darkness, blindness. No mercy's mine!
Disaster, disdain, self-mercy i'm inflicted.

Raised upon my soul i thee adorne i did this!
Punished with words i can't speak- dysmorphism
Pain is unquenchable, beyond unbeatable comforting touch.
None is mine to see, none to live for!

Hope I need, but No! none available.
Incurable it is, thus all i see is grinded hot lava of unquenchable pain!!!
Though I vision, I think shallowness of redemption and narrowness of pain.
Near of End, time to go.
Au revoir!!!

Copyright © Tatiana Nde | Year Posted 2016

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Tony works at the butcher store
eaten his feed until that day
Mama she left a note on the barn door
She said, Sonny, move to India the country
Eating too much can make you a hearty rack ackackackack
You oughta know my cow (oughta know)
Who needs a steak house in the cul-de-sac
If that’s what they get for their money
It seems such a waste of mind
If that's what it's all about Mama if that's moovin' up
Then I'm moovin' out I'm moovin' out
Mistress O'Leary is walkin' in skins
At night she becomes a dancer
she works at Mister Cizzlors's down On Mulligan’s bend
Across from the vegetable romancer
She's tradin' in her heavy for a swade ade ade ade
You oughta know my cow
And if she can drive With a brokering trade
At least she can polish the financiers
mama it seems like a waste of mind
If that's what it's all about Mama
if that's moovin' up Then I'm moovin' out I'm moovin' out
You should never argue with the crazy kind ind ind ind
You oughta know my cow
You can pay Uncle Beef with the overtime
If that’s what they get for their money
If that's what they do with kine
If that's what you're all about Good luck moovin' up
'Cause I'm moovin out I'm moovin' out

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2016

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“Shared Solitude”



A forest, dimly lit and green,
Where sense of smell was clearly keen,
Where trees loomed tall and closely set,
Where trailing vines and twilight met.

A place of foggy, morning rain,
A place of undisturbed terrain,
A place of sunlight’s seasoned song,
A place I felt that I belonged.

A place that harbored Nature’s best,
A place where I was uninvited guest;
The place where first I saw those eyes,
So well-preserved in their disguise.

A stag, majestic in his stead
With noble antlers crowning head – 
He stood atop the hill, just so,
Surveying what was his below.

I watched him, as he made his way
Along the paths where squirrels played,
Among the rocks and broken trails
And through the wooded, fernlike veils,
Until he came to where I stood,
And held his ground, as best he could.

He sniffed the air for signs of fear
Detecting danger might be near,
But never faltered, flinched or fled,
And closer moved with cautious tread.

Until I could but reach my hand
And almost touch to understand
The warmth that lay beneath his breast
And all the wisdom he possessed.

So, watched we there in Nature’s pause,
And gave each other goodlycause
To what our frailties might reveal,
Of what the other might then feel,
Until he turned to steal away
And leave me all alone that day
With just the sound of summer sighs,
With just the kindness in his eyes.


Copyright © Jan Pearce | Year Posted 2016