Best Herbivores Poems
Canis Lupus, gray wolf of forest and brushlands,
Where denning sites throughout are plentiful and safe,
With gifts of strength, endurance and great stamina,
You travel on for hours before fatigue sets in.
As Alpha male, joined with your Alpha female mate,
You lead the pack which heeds and follows your commands.
You join in pairs, or go alone at times, to hunt,
Exhaust your prey on lengthy runs to wear it down.
Sometimes in gathered pack of ten or even more,
You hunt for prey to feed extended family—
A group that works together and shares equally—
After the Alpha pair, main hunters, had their fill.
You choose large prey of herbivores, but if they’re scarce,
Small animals like rabbits, squirrels, mice will do,
Along with all domestic prey on farms close by.
You mate for life, produce young pups, from four to six,
Most times in later Winter or in early Spring,
Within your dens, the young are whelped in two months plus—
Born helpless, blind, but are full grown within one year.
You indirectly helped to shape domestic dog—
Through common ancestors evolved the “man’s best friend,”
With many varied breeds that formed throughout the years,
The dog and man create relationships that bind.
Canis Lupus, gray wolf of forest and brushlands,
You stand with warrior command, head held up high,
With gifts of strength, endurance and great stamina,
You have endured and thrived eight-hundred thousand years.
© Sandra M. Haight 2015
All Rights Reserved
~2nd Place~
Contest: Canis Lupus – The Wolf
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Judged: 04/12/2015
Iambic Hexameter
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Imaginary Contest
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
My Rainbow Paradise
Baby flying rainbow unicorns soaring down by the bridge,
they are called “Rainicorns” they display such fine courage.
They battle with the mean Terasacus family almost every night,
from evolution with deep red eyes and blue talons, ready to fight.
This city in which we live resides inside the Rocky Mountains,
for they are the color purple with rainbow colored fountains.
We don't sleep at night because there is caffeine in the water,
I just prance around with Flora, my rainbow colored daughter.
Underneath the sidewalk made of rainbow crushed pottery,
tunnels float from the north end where they play the lottery.
Gambling is illegal so it's hush-hush between the city dwellers,
you get caught, you take the flying rainbow and become interstellar.
Anything green has no gravity, just float and hold on what they can,
many trees, shrubs, and gramma's green wig float far from the land.
Astrology lives in our neighborhood with Aries, Libra and Capricorn,
they are cousins with the beautiful elegant baby Rainicorns.
There's no such thing as clocks, for time doesn't even matter,
there's a constant rainbow light aviation all the way from Saturn.
We aren't carnivores or herbivores we just eat rainbow rocks,
we don't ever wear a pair of tennis shoes, but wear rainbow socks.
I am just giving you a sneak peek into my imaginary paradise,
so cute and colorful, but lets keep it quiet, we don't like to advertise.
What a graceful life we have full of vivacious colors high and low,
the fantasy we live in was all started by the very first rainbow.
Date Written: January 27, 2016
sun shines from above
to synthesize chlorophyll ...
green peas appear
my meal full of them
like herbivores and insects ...
sweet basil flavored
green snake hides
between the grass and creepers ...
bush rat approaches
CONTEST:"The wearing of the Green" sponsored by Francine Roberts
African savannah grassland;
The grove world of beautiful lands.
Open and vast with opportunity
For every lion to go hunting.
The grove world of beautiful lands
For every lion to go hunting,
Watching is culture perched on a branch
Upon the decaying to come and feast.
For every lion to go hunting
Upon the decaying to come and feast.
The weak drool upon greedy king of the jungle
While the strong cut down oak of the forest.
Upon the decaying to come and feast;
While the strong cut down oak of the forest
And tap on withered porous papyrus branches,
Boiling fresh latex of the rubber tree.
While the strong cut down oak of the forest
Boiling fresh latex of the rubber tree,
They're cheered on by dancing blades of grass
That create beauty to appease the touring spirit.
Boiling fresh latex of the rubber tree
That create beauty to appease the touring spirit
Seeking to know every insect hidden in burrows
While in the strong wind the grass sway.
That create beauty to appease the touring spirit
While in the strong wind the grass sway
Not really dancing to any piece of music;
It creates a beautiful tune for dancers.
While in the strong winds the grass sway
It creates a beautiful tune for dancers
Attending the party of starved herbivores
Who feast on African savannah grass.
It creates a beautiful tune for dancers
Who feast on African savannah grass
The grove world of beautiful lands
For every lion to go hunting.
Voracious Animals
Animals in nature are categorized by their feeding habits...
For the ferocious meat eaters, they are by nature carnivorous...
Their hapless preys, they are torn to pieces, gnawed and chewed....
There there are the plants feeders, the herbivores, munching and grazing in peace....
Caught between these two is the human species, meat and plants eating....
Mercilessly effective, humans devour meat and plants endlessly....
The human species, we are omnivorous in our feeding patterns....
But going viral, there is yet a 4th grouping in the human animal..
Umnovorous, a new breed of high powered and high flying human individuals...
Feeding brazenly on all kinds of money, perpetually thieving from the people...
Question remains, how do such gregarious animals feed...
Do they chew, gnaw or do they swallow complete...
All those ill gotten Malaysian Ringgit, heavens forbid?
ELEPHANT GRASS
Long Elephant Grass
Typical class, long narrow.
Herbivores eat well,
Edible as well by us.
Make soup with young leaves and root.
Elephant grass field,
hiding park of small rabbits,
little animals.
Plant eating animals graze.
Prey and predator play games.
05/18/18
There once was a Jackosaur Rex;
His peers were all quivering wrecks.
And he ate so much meat
That the size of his feet
Were loved by the opposite sex.
jackosaur drinks
at the edge of the swamp - -
herbivores run
for PD’s dinosaur contest
Rise up child,
Rise high.
It is time to ignore the existence of racism discrimination , antagonism, tribalism and xenophobia on earth.
As It is hard for you to change some people who hate the truth.
Stop playing victim to favour others,
Correct your small mistakes and challenge them face to face with truth.
There are no big liars who can stand when their lies are exposed by the truth.
Focus on your heavenly duties and ignore the intimidation of demonic spirits which are surrounding you.
Uplift the neutral golden flag higher,
Play neutral between the nations of ancient conficts which turned to racial silent wars on earth.
It is time to expose lies,
Time to wipe out tears of millions of people who continue living in fear ,
With pains,
traumatised.
The sun is shining bright from high place
Look at the sun morning, midi and the evening
You will understand your mission on earth.
It is a hard task reason why you continue witnessing many challengers here and there.
Just go,
Keep going,
Going on the earth
It is hard to get credit from some people who made you their enemies because of their secret agenders.
Your being so good and kind will always sound bad to them, as their final decision is to always see you under their feet.
Fire and Water are not friends but both two can kill their innocent people whenever they want to prove their powers.
When you visit the territory of carnivores, do not knock for six when you find the skeletons of their love ones.
When you go to any graveyard, do not flabbergast to find the graves of some people who were killed by some friends, relatives , neighbours and colleagues innocently.
Majority of the world politicians and business people dont have mercy whenever they feel money or powers disturb " interesting deals interrupt ."
It is so sad to tell you that but it is the naked truth about some systems of this cruel World.
Carnivores eat herbivores and other carnivores .
It is none of your business,
Don't interfere their businesses,
Continue to speak the truth to help them change in the future.
I thank you.
March 17/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Better be a joker than a depressed man.
Better be kind and compassionate than an evil man.
Better be a good man than a bad man.
Better live in the now than live in the then.
Better be courageous and full of balls and fire.
Than be a wimp living in a straw house that'll burn with fire.
Better be willing to live for your principles and die for them.
Than be a drunken and reckless fool that lives in mayhem.
Better be happy than sad.
Better be a good dad than a bad dad.
Better be a good husband than a foolish selfish man.
Better be a masterly man that a servile man.
Better live for now for the right moral principles
That'll bring happiness, joy and wealth to these carnivores.
Better enjoy their health and share their joys in the existence of the herbivores.
Better eat salad with your meat and wine so these cannibals are happy.
Better accommodate all the whims and fantasies of mankind in shaping your life.
Better listen to the politicians, with their rules and regulations
before you wash your dishes in this life.
The dishes won't be clean unless the politicians say so
It's no longer about water and washing up liquid.
It is about them, their laws change at their whim and the colour of their slimy bile.
Better be a drunk that can't talk or walk
Than a drunk that holds a knife to your neck in the dark.
Better be sober in the morning so you can do a full day’s work,
So ex-wife won't scream at you when you can't pay child support.
Better listen to what everyone tells you: Politicians---Media and your Ex-Wife.
It's for your own good so you can be happy in your strife.
Better be a robot compromising with everything and everyone
Than be a true thinker if you want to be in the here and now and not be gone.
But I have a dream like Martin Luther King.
My dream speaks of mankind like pebbles on the beach in the land of King
Turning into diamonds and jewels in the bright yellow sun of the day,
Creating through their compassion a world of love and peace in this new day.
Among our animals on earth
the search for food consumes each day.
I ask God why he made two counter groups;
carnivore and herbivore-
the two so far apart.
To eat, be eaten- nature's programmed goal
'tween carnivores and herbivores it seems.
While some cause bleeding tears and victim's screams;
with others, trees and grasslands take their toll.
Both plans- far apart:
one brings loss of life and pain;
one consumes earth's greens.
How does God choose which will be
predator or victim bound?
August 31, 2016
~3rd Place~
Contest: Challenge - Write One - Theme: Dark Nature
Sponsor: Broken Wings -
Judged: 09/08/2016
Rules:
1. Epigram, a single thought on two lines- unrhymed -
introducing the theme of your poem
2. Kimo, 3 lines, 10/7/6 syllables
3. Enclosed Rhyme, 4 lines, a/b/b/a
4. Tanka, 5 lines, 5/7/5/7/7
5. Title - 3 words from the last line in Tanka
6. Words 'bleeding tears' must be used
7. Should be present tense
Look out over a pond's banks
what do you see down there
a smooth unruffled surface
things lazily flying round
A frog pops up its head and
perches basking in the sun
newts swim languidly about
a flash of colour deep below
Yet all is not as it seems
poor tiny herbivores fight
for their very existence
they are on the lunch plate
Savage diving beetles
water boatmen, striders
ravenous mayfly larva
all wait to dine on them
Tadpoles swiftly dart about
they are on everyone's menu
newts lay in wait then feast
life in a pond's no picnic
Everything is on someone's list
life in a pond is about who lives
eat or be eaten is the savage truth
no mercy given or none expected
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/tooth-care
Aligned in place, they changed and grew
A distinct frame to chomp and chew
To rip, to crush, to tear and bite
To process food, determined might
Forward canines made to tear
Bold incisors lessen wear
Solid molars help to crush
Day and night our teeth to brush
A solid set, with aim to grind
The sets of teeth we can but find
Milk teeth formed, of first event
The adult teeth grow permanent
Meat eaters are carnivores
Plant consumers’ herbivores
To brush is not inferior
To balance bad bacteria
Balanced diet, portioned fruit
Brighter teeth, a healthy root
A poorer choice of alcohol
With smoking yet will take its toll
For where leftover sugar lay
An acid forms for tooth decay
Improved choices – don’t delay
Brush and floss teeth twice a day
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
DOUBT ME IF YOU WILL
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Sun will cease to shine.
Twlight she looses her blush.
Moon she losses her sheen.
Stars have lost their glitter.
My face has lost its smile.
Hope elopes with darkness.
I have no where to hide.
My vision conceives Mirages.
My feet feels like a ton.
My life moves in slow motion.
Meaning and Words they no longer hold hands.
Mankind perishing around me.
Intoxicated by sadness.
Fear is mocking at me.
Mortality is calling, with open arms.
She just wants to hug me once.
She seems to be lonely.
But I will not concede.
Trees and plants are naked.
leaves have divorced them.
Fumes of desolation fills the air.
My lungs have forgotten to breathe.
Like a convict who longs for freedom,
my heart pounds my chest.
There will be no butterflies,
bees or Humming Birds.
No nectar for them to sup.
No flowers will bloom.
Pollination becomes extinct.
Bird will cease to Exist,
They find no insects to feed.
Herbivorous creatures perish.
No grass or plants to graze.
Carnivorous predators wither,
no herbivores creatures to sustain their life.
Vulnerable Humans are their only prey.
When sense abandons the mind.
Ecology has lost its balance.
Sea will rise, since evaporation ceased.
As the sun, he lost his crown.
The earth will slowly disappear.
Waters will rise and embrace this sphere.
Life has lost its charm.
Because of doubt.
A pigment of colourful mind.
Fundamental, humane flaw of this mortal race.
Like my friend philosopher and guiding light.
Late, KHALIL GIBRAN, says.
Quote:
DOUBT IS A PAIN TOO LONELY
TO KNOW THAT FAITH IS HIS TWIN BROTHER
Unquote.
And further amplifies, by saying.
Quote :
LOVE AND DOUBT HAVE NEVER BEEN ON SPEAKING TERMS
Unquote.
I hope DEATH embraces DOUBT.
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/mammals-of-the-earth
Early stages of nurture, nature commence
Embracing their vulnerability
The warmth of parental care
Expansion and development
Protection from within
Safety of the uterus, comfort living
Nutritional supply through the umbilical cord
Where life has begun
There are herbivores ready to run
Gestures of giraffes
Leaping deer
We can but revere
Kangaroo offspring, resting pouch
The young will latch
Preparation for a time beyond
Bonding baboons, close knit group
Enveloped in parental care
Weaned through time, skills combine
Destined to change made to adapt
Camouflaged cheetah cubs
Lion’s thick mane
No longer the same
Daring displays of dominant males
Attainment of adulthood, meet lioness
Echoes of elephants, trumpeting trunks
Whistling whales, swim in song
Advancement in accord, accrued stage
Ripened age
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
7/15/17
Object in space and on the ocean floor
Above the Earth's core
As of now and since way before
Across any shore
Near and far from ores
Either scarce or a galore
Regardless of if you can buy it in a store
Some of which out in the open or hidden behind a door
Put away inside a locked safe or drawer
You'd be a fool to give up and ignore
When there still is so much to explore
Stop obsessing and judging others on if there rich or poor
Actually happened and still happening, not all just lore
Losing, winning or trying to even the score
So many times there has been war
And gore
Broken promises regarding what they had swore
Some plants with thorns
Farms that do or don't grow corn
Among spores, albacore, boar and so much more
Labeled as herbivores, carnivores and omnivores
It's all been neither good nor bad, since the dawn of everything and when I was born
For now, I'm trying to soar
And perform
During night and morn
Taking risks, and reaping rewards
Whether the temperature, cold, average or warm
And in the midst of any storm
With or without a sword