Best Stingray Poems
WHO IS THE GIANT OF THEM ALL
Animals or humans, who is the giant of them all?
Bearing a two sheathed wings, the Hercules Beetles
crash the Titans (beetle) growing more than six inches.
Down the dirty waterways of China is the Mekong catfish
extending at ten feet, tummy-filled with one
full swallow of a child... Horrible!
Godzilla in Japan's sea is the Nomora Jellyfish!
However, the tipped nightmare fuel
incorporeal spill is not at all hazardous.
Jamison Stone, an eleven year old boy,
killed almost, this wild giant hog of 1051 lbs.
Lizards like the giant Salamanders aren't cute at all--
measuring six feet long: the largest of their kind!
Nuisance to Australia's dangerous wildlife, cane toads,
originally are found in South and Central America!
Power and beauty
quiets all his challengers when Percheron
runs, runs fast in a horse race!
Savory staple is the spider Crab but warning!
Their claws can do some serious damage!
Under a tree, don't be shock of the flying fox:
vampires to sweet-juices of fruits in New Guinea...
Weighing over a ton, Trigger is the cow for truckload of macs!
Xenopos are Cameroon Goliath that can live up to fifteen years.
Yes, humans are tough but compared to these behemoths,
zings we have are just their toys!
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***Source:
http://www.viralnova.com/giant-animals/ and
http://diply.com/different-solutions/20-unbelievably-giant-animals/30768/4
***nightmare fuel - stingray; flying-fox - bat
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==6th place==
O. E. Guillermo
2:49pm, September 04, 2015
From
our pink deck with a Jarra cocktail table-set
We sit awaiting sunset with an
‘Hawaiian absence’ of seagulls
As dusk comes with violet echoes
across the spotted water,
from the resturaunts
comes a wine hubbub - table- laughter
Mountains, marshmallowed
in occasional cloud on this still night-
constant torchlight on quiet water
un-moving palms, paddle sounds
A swanky stingray drifts past
A shadowed water taxi
and strangers who wave at us
Suzanne Delaney
If I were a Mermaid
If I were a Mermaid my name would be Margo and I’d live in the deepest blue sea
I’d swim with the dolphins, make friends with the sharks and hope that they wouldn’t eat me
If I were a Mermaid my tail would be gold and my hair would be crimson red
I’d hold it in place with fishbones I found buried deep in the seabed
If I were a Mermaid I’d go to school in a cavern by the bay
My classmates would be clownfish and squid
The teacher a grumpy stingray
If I were a Mermaid I’d frolic and play with the creatures of the sea
The lobsters and shrimp the whales and the crabs
the eels and shy manatees
If I were a Mermaid I’d spend my days watching ships as they travel afar
I’d spend my nights on warm sandy beaches
Making wishes upon shooting stars
If I were a Mermaid I’d dream of pirates and the treasures that they sought
I’d dream of their ships with their tattered white sails and the battles that they fought
If I were a mermaid I would do all these things in my
Home beneath the sea
But I’m not really a mermaid so I’ll just be content
To be the one and only ME
Deep down below in the shadowy sea
a solitary mermaid hides herself from the human eye.
She spends her days swimming amongst the majestic whales,
and playing with the friendly dolphins.
Her world is nothing but bright coral reefs
immersed in blue-green aqua waters.
She floats above the white sand, ocean bottom
searching the depths for pearls and sunken treasures.
A mermaid doesn't realize what a rare beauty she is herself.
Because, she is only seen by these sea creatures,
who never bothered to tell her that.
Her eyes have only seen vague images of the sun and the moon
through rippled ocean waves.
A starfish is the only celestial wonder she will ever know.
A stingray is the only bird she has ever seen.
No snowflakes fall down here,
no rose can bloom underwater.
She will never know the beauty of a butterfly or a rainbow.
There is no music to be heard, just the tides crashing to shore.
A mermaid knows the tragedy of a shipwreck.
But, never witnesses the happiness, before the iceberg.
Her only happiness comes from riding her seahorse,
and making friends with the few other mermaids that exist.
But, little did she know that there was more to discover
outside of her watery world.
And, all she had to do was rise above the surface to find it.
She lived her entire life beneath the waves, never knowing this.
God's Majestic and Wide
Breathe in an ocean so vast and so grand where seagulls and seashells sprinkle the sand.
So turquoise blue, majestic and wide, homes for God's creatures at high and low tide.
Like the Humpback Whale who sings a beautiful hymn or a baby sea turtle just learning to swim.
Like a stingray, a lobster, a shiny red cod, or friendly grey dolphins who live in a pod.
The Angel Fish, the Violet Snail, a Giant Squid, seaweed, and kale all need the oceans to breathe and survive, all need the oceans to stay alive.
Thank God for the oceans so vast and so grand, where seagulls and seashells sprinkle the sand.
So turquoise blue, majestic and wide, homes for God's creatures at high and low tide.
One word
Coming from you
Can pierce right through my heart
Sending poison through me like a
Stingray
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Fall 2012
I hated my payday
Creditors I couldn't pay
The pain I felt was like one of a stingray
O! Lord I pray
This misery can't stay
Please flee
Hear my plea
Look at me
My eyes are bloody
Fly away, misery
My Lord please, lend me a key
I'm on my knee
Asking a shadow of your tree
I need to be free
Please give me the key
To unlock my misery
What a relieve
I'm no longer naïve
I standing before you with disbelieve
You are swift to hear
Now I believe! I believe!
Today I'm a man
Respected by my woman
Because my Lord you are real man
You gave me what I needed as man
Means to provide for my family like other man
Thank you Lord, you are a real man
Now I believe.
Because I believed
I did not lose hope to continue to live
Contentment surpass me I leave
To work for my children to better their lives
Now my pay day I enjoy like being on leave
All this was impossible If I did not believe
Now I believe!
STINGRAY
She took you for a ride on the wild side
Taking you through bushels and thorns
You endured the pain of the splinter and shrubs
Swerving through highways and by ways
U-turning to where disaster resides
She played foul
Destroyed all things beautiful
She’s unworthy and incapable of love
Her resolution was prostitution
Joy was her pain
Coddling crack…fondling cocaine
Stingray flowed through your urine
Foulness exhumed from her bob wired lips
Soiled and contaminated love endurance
Of this alleged relationship
Jaws of death clutching your humanity
Finalizing your mortality
Destruction ahead…your totality
You held on to the baggage
Of your broken heart and shattered dreams
And then to me you brought the excrement
Left over’s from your damaged relationship
This being why
I reside in this demise
You should have buried the bones
That destroyed your soul
Now you’ve compromised
The road less traveled of you and I
More than a bird, more than a plane, I am superman, I know I can today.
I can be free, I can fly into the heavens where only eagles dare to soar,
I can stretch forth my wings and leave life's troubles at the door.
I can run faster than a cheetah on the vast open prairies,
or glide as smooth as a stingray in ocean waves of many.
I can sing like a mockingbird, songs never the same,
or be as gentle as a dove and leave no room for pain.
I can be as strong as a elephant in the face of danger,
or as a mother bear protector of the week and innocent.
I am more than a bird, more than a plane, I am superman, I know I can today.
Smoke ‘em if you got them.
Save the bottles for return.
That hippie needs a haircut.
What the hell’s a Lady Bird?
My Christmas tree had bubble lights,
My watch lit up at night.
Four-bits for my gasoline
And Cassius won the fight.
Music was a wall of sound.
A Stingray running fast,
Footsteps left upon the moon,
War’s ended, "Peace at Last".
Paychecks from the mills and mines,
From Ford and IBM.
Farming amber waves of grain
That’s how it was back then.
From all around on Friday nights
The hometown crowd, the football lights.
The pom-pom girls would dance and cheer,
I saw you there far so near.
And though my odds were slim & none
I had to try to make my run,
And never look back on the day
I had my chance and walked away.
The party went ‘til midnight,
Coors and California Dip.
The Ventures playing “Pipeline”.
You said “Let's do The Twist!”.
We dated first on New Year's Eve,
I looked into your eyes.
We tied the knot in April,
We made love until July.
But the world and I spun faster then,
You tried to be my rock.
Me, I acted like a fool.
You said “Its time we talk!“.
I thought I was your shining knight
And you my Perfect 10.
Why can't we get back to be just
Like we were back then?
Throughout time there’s joy and pain,
We can't expect things not to change.
When it was time to leave our mark,
Time after time I broke your heart.
The Texas sun goes down again.
A long day's work about to end.
Forty miles to drive back home
Flip on the light and drink alone.
Damned if I know why it all changed,
Wish I could tell you when.
I only wish that I could make it
Like it was back then.
the new bike for which
all summer
I worked my bum off
Sept. 30, 2018 for Maureen McGreary's Biker's Dozen Poetry Contest
*Bum can be replaced also by the word buns or my made-up word, bunless. I read that England prefers the slang Bum and US prefers buns!
On our globe of life
Animal and plant
Protection for them
To us they grant
Venom's and poisons
To defend and deter
Whether scaled
Leafed or fur
Reactions can be
Ultimate and pain
As each delivers
To protect their name
The slow loris
Amazes us all
Poison and venom
In something so small
Bee's, nettles
Stingrays tail
Deterrents to us
Only humans assail
Incredible weapons
Gifted to them
Imagine if they
Were in the hands of men
Would we use them
For the human race
Or against each other
Once again lose face
On the leaf of the nettle
And the body of the bee
To the tail on the stingray
Is where they'll always be
I fled from the clutch of boss
To stay clear of drop-dead day
My head was buzzy, eyes fuzzy
As if stepped on a big stingray.
They call me an angry ghost
A poltergeist of neighborhood
They are very right my wife says
You are too ill-mannered and irrecoverably rude.
I am an epitome of conflagration
and sting my son like Bumblebee
My daughter Fay in the month of May
Cudgeled me on and I took a knee.
I am spontaneous that I can say
Like a thunderbolt on Vanderbilt
Although I am scared of a rainy day
I admit this is my only guilt.
05th May, 2018
Stingray cutting deep murky lines
Curvilinear through the ocean
By Robb A. Kopp
find blue summer in the undulating
fans of the kelp forests’
kelly green
swirl aquamarine waters
lemon tangs and
silvery blue angelfish dart,
dive disappear in a cloud
of color near
fluffy white sand bottom
the jet black stingray floats
like a kite
ripples ruffles flips and fusses
stops abruptly to let the
sand grains settle over wings
burying all but two round pearly
black eyes
ever observant
en garde
sunny red and vivid yellow
clownfish mingle kiss and
swish within the caressing
tentacles of the purple sea
anemones their symbiosis
on display
lit by golden shafts of
sunlight stabbing thirty and
forty feet angled through
the feathery kelp limbs
amber seahorses buck and rock
with the ocean waves
and currents of deeper cooler
waters flowing like underwater
rivers through the warm
buoyant waters of the
colorful kelp
Corals in colors carefully
chosen by Poseidon for their
elements of smiles, giggles
and warm hardy laughter
sea cucumbers decorate
the sands surrounding
the bases of the
kelp as they reach stretching
up to 300 feet to the
tossed gyrus and
sulcus of the ocean
sea foam surface