Best Carcass Poems

The shell remains
picked clean by hungry vultures
ravenous with greed.
Gouged-out eyes
now bare hollow sockets
vacant in their stare.
Morsels of choice parts 
deftly stripped or torn away—
and gutted vitals, furtively devoured,
have filled the wanton needs 
of scavengers who shared the feast. 
The carcass rests 
flat on bony frame
supported...

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Trump Shields The US From Becoming A Carcass Full With Ants 

Trumps draws a line in the sand
He's shaken all the trees in the land
Call him whatever, okay an ass
Yet keep in mind his motto USA first
From the civil war to now
No other's brought out...

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Earth crosses her heart at midnight
Shaking loose dust upon battered edge
Scorn mocks the piercing night as daylight 
Moves swiftly with open jaws waiting for a fight.

I can recall the days when she was in full swing
Her heart used to glitter without fear, 
Moving rocks into...

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The Carcass

The best part of the meal, 
the bones, the things others throw away. 
The wingtips, the neck, the gizzard, the lizard...
a fowl needs to be cooked and stewed. 

A bit of broth, a giant onion, scallions if you have them. 
Carrots because they are...

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The shell remains, picked clean by
Hungry vultures, ravenous with greed-
Eyes, gouged out, now vacant in their stare.

Raw morsels of choice bits and parts,
Unsparingly stripped or torn away, and
Soft gutted vitals furtively devoured,
Totally filled the needs of scavengers who
Yielded to hunger and shared the feast.

Cruelly, the...

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Do not leave my carcass in the city,
Bury me whole by my grandfather’s side.
Let me repose far from the vanity.

The skyscrapers offer no charity,
and people stay indifferent to plight.
Do not leave my carcass in the city. 

There are no modest pledges of fealty
to the men...

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This diary I do not wish to share
For fear that I would be a tortured slave
A servant of a menace though I dare
To let this ink concede the castle's grave
A servant of a menace who is King
A crown of horns and ruler of his sting
Pretends...

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In the dark recessions of the corpse canals, 
Where the breaking of bones sounds the eerie air like the clanking of bells, 
Where the tearing of tendons whistle and hiss, 
Echoing across blood water lakes laced with piss. 

Found deep within a Carcass Catacomb, where...

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Honoured is our kin 
fed with a sliver spoon
bred and reared in Elysium.
Swith is he, an ironic typhoean _
(he 'l be)- Our immerse hero..
So will he slump a thousand times
but not like a coward.
   I will tirelessly mull over
how long he lives
like a...

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William Shakespeare: Carcass

The remnants of virtue used and earned,
eternal and the extent of such,
vainglory is measured thusly so,
so be it, a valued lesson learned.

Should beauty pleasure men so justly,
and fair maidens make their faces glow,
tempestuous journey lies before,
for the wise scorn and fools do wrongly.

Regard...

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Forgotten Poems fill my head,
Though ruined; tattered or destroyed
The Truth I seek, how do I dread-
For this Life I've yet enjoyed!

Arctic Artist, how hard I shiver!
My frozen carcass never found
Lethal Liquor engulfs my liver-
As the snow drifts all around......

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The beauty of truth shriveled and spit
Like July 4th snakes, dying on the sidewalk
My eyesight is going, but I don’t think I lie

My shingles are back, expressing anger and pain
My flesh house is crumbling
I will not be sorry when it dies

The smells of old age...

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very early right after I lost everything
that day was born with me scared in the woods
refuge of one who has forgotten the padded way 
of his own sanity
feeling cold without sun rays or comforting thoughts
the menacing shadows freeze your soul
every sound is a monster that...

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The country is at war again
War of hustle and bustle for power
Power for self aggrandizement 
All in the name of democracy 

Birds of prey are in full flight 
Hunting for the Carcass 
Of the comatose nation
All in the name democracy

Friends are turned foes
Adversaries have become...

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I don't want to hurt others with this thought
But my work can hurt others besides myself

I'm spinning, I don't know what to do
Like the ocean of other people's passion
I have a wooden boat wreck
My brain is not made for this world

I hear chattering
An illusion, a...

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