Best Prehistoric Poems

Oh, Loch Ness monster, there you are,
from depths below to surface came...
and Nessie you are called by name.

'Neath eerie moon that glows afar
and thunder clouds...

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4 White Horses called to me
from across their field on that 1 day
They called my mind to come and see
their everyday scene so...overlooked

The gazes were...

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Ancient, rugged hills worn down by time
I miss the lush green hills of my home
Leaning away from the peaceful valley,
Mountains forged from eons long forgotten
During...

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Breathe close to me, let not your head droop 
nor your face grimace in fierce grief, 
for when I must leave, all will not leave...

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"The Right Eye Removed"



intuition guides a feline mind
to feel vain glorious 
in the poetry of dreams
stretching limits of awareness
velvet pawed 
a burnt orange 
bittersweet marmalade...

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In the heart of the blackest abyss, down, 
Down, in fathoms deep crypt, where light
Does not penetrate, and the structured protective hauls,
Of men, are crushed...

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COURAGE VS. CONFLICT
The history of man defines Ape as a primate.
Man seems to be in that mind-set today.
He lives life as pent because he denies...

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Oh, dear Nessie, how you captivate us
when you rise up within the Loch Ness shores.
You swim and slither just above the surface,
serpentine and solid to...

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Pangolins

Oh precious little Pangolins
How many people know of you?
Though forty million years you've lived
Your numbers have become too few.

While hunted for your scales and meat
By...

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Swamps are like places where dinosaurs roam  
shadowed by ancient moss-draped trees.        
A prehistoric world in shades...

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The time has come to create
        the susok of our garden
Two pairs of hands to place the rocks
...

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I sit and pause, looking at the sky blue ceiling above me. White vapour cotton wool clouds
gently float like water lilies on an upside down...

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Our jobs were all done yesterday,
Got up to a sunny morning today.
Breakfast done and dishes washed,
Another coffee and my comfy chair,
Just gazing about seeing what's...

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The Voice Within.

Somewhere in the depths of me,   in a place I cannot find.
    There lies the seed of longing,...

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Tell me your reasons and I shall tell you mine; never ceasing stories, but!?

Sheltered as a child and kept from the world, to soothe anothers...

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