Best Carnivore Poems

The demons are out tonight.
I can feel them running up and down my spine.
It’s nothing but rag water and blue ruin.
They won’t rest until I...

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I am like an avalanche slithering in shivering angst,
free-falling into an abyss of an aching era,
where luminous lakes reflect pixelated regrets,
for time throws my canvas...

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Feeling hurt owing to belied expectation
The earth entity floundered hither and thither
Spiralling gloom causing consciousness contraction
The wound cut deep since he relied upon his transgressor

Pain...

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You grow so fast, already showing glimpse of awesome creativity
and transform discoveries from the industrious nature of your observations
so squat at my feet and raise...

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REINCARNATION THINKING?

Life is like a coloring book
with few or many pages
filled with complex 
outlined images.

We are given a box of crayons
and are asked to color...

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A contemporary creature,
this Tyrannosaurus Rex is not a carnivore.
He delights in gnashing peanut butter sandwiches
and his habitat is lush
with rocks and bugs and toys
And if...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.

The...

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In May I joined in a collaborative write
 with Jan Allison about a bi-polar bear
  Since then the furry marine mammal
   Has...

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If you should hear him coming, fear his roar
His grizzled warnings, you should not ignore
A formidable champion is Ursus, a carnivore
His claws protects those he...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.


The...

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Let me tell you a story
From a time gone by
The tale of a greedy butcher
And a pig that could fly

In the little village of Piddle...

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Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine,
Your genus “canis lupus” known throughout time.

You hunt in packs deep in the woods,
So stealthy and confident just...

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Love can be a kindling or cool water for war,
it can douse a tinder, or fuel an uproar;
freedom to express is such that one’s voice
ennobles...

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Miss Velociraptor knew she was scary,
she’d be rich if for each scream she had a penny.
She tried her best not to growl,
not to chase, beat...

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Incessant hunger
   Desire burns for evil-
    Carnivore human....

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