Best Tyrannosaurus Rex Poems
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 I dare suggest he is a little boy--
his mighty roar is deafening.
Its echo captures ancient pains
that live in mother's heart
And for a moment
renders them extinct,
as joy tears them apart.
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, family, love, mother
Form:
Rhyme
Dave
Reflective, questioning, introspective, introverted
Father of Daniel
Lover of Daniel, music, and mathematics
Who feels wonder, gratitude, and sentiment
Who fears climate change, nuclear war, and ill health
Who would like to see a passenger pigeon, a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Pentangle in concert
Resident of Seal Beach, California
Crandall
Daniel
I admit, I'm awfully proud
Of traits with which my son's endowed -
Handsome, kind, thoughtful, wise, and bright.
Could it be, I did something right?
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, self, son,
Form:
Bio
DINOSAURS
Let me take out my thesaurus
And talk about them stinky dinosaurs
I have my own theory on the Mesozoic Era,
First I'll share my reason on the Continental Drift
Who's to blame for the disconnection of our jagged sierra?
It could've been the Jurassic reptiles that caused the world to split!
My favorite meat eater is the ferocious Allosaurus
Sharp claws- sharp teeth,
terrorizing all the dinos walking on all fours.
Sneaking up while they eat and gaze the veggie heath.
Striping away chunks & chunks of meat!!!
A prehistoric predator eating his way to the top.
Preying on other dinos as if they where all pork chop.
I also like the silly Velociraptors!
These carnivores gathered and hunt in packs.
Should I call these wanna be birds 'gangsters'?
Since they had each others backs!
I also like that funny looking pea brain Stegosaurus
Look how his tiny little head is attached to that gigantic body.
I bet that dino was the dumbest of all dinosaurs
Once again imagine an 80 foot long Diplodocus,
or, a 90 foot long Apatosaurus- also known as the Brontosaurs.
Along with the largest known 45 foot tall Brachiosaurus.
Can you imagine a herd of these dinos over 40 feet tall.
Leaving a path of destruction like a tornado.
Turning the earth upright, tumbling the ground with one fall
Flying high in that sky, swooping down to the seas.
In the Pteranodon eyes, every thing looked like Pease.
Don't think I forgot about Mr.. T.Rex
How funny he looks with them little claw like hands,,
A nightmare in his own neighbor hood,
A scavenger, prowling to see what he could eat next
What a big O' bully that Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Lets not forget about the 3 horn Triceratop.
I wonder how long it took Mr.T.Rex to bring Sara to a drop
Last but not least
I like the little egg thieves
Hiding and kidnapping all them babies,
before they hatched, into their herds like armies.
Now that could be a theory to the real Dinosaurs Evolution.
One can't really say why the dinosaurs went away
Maybe the climate, or a star explosion leaking out radiation.
Scientist don't know why dinosaurs had an expiration!
I have a crazy thought!
Maybe all them egg eaters ate the dinosaurs into extinction.
By:P.D.
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, slamfunny,
Form:
Free verse
What are these ancient creatures?
Which once dominated the earth
Left a mark which we will never forget
They came and saw during the Triassic era
And they continued their reign all through the Jurassic era
Before we starting spending pounds or dollars or Lira
230 million years ago
They dealt with the mammals of their time
With just one blow
And devoured other reptiles as well
Nice and slow
They ruled the seas and oceans almost completely
And they hunted for preys on land quite discreetly
Pterodactyls controlled the skies before the coming of jets and drones
And they communicated with their peers without the need of cellular phones
They lived through the ages for more than a hundred million years
And were the masters of lions and even big brown bears
Before the coming of *****sapiens
They roamed the sands
And conquered other animals in many distant lands
With its blade like teeth and an enormous jaw
Tyrannosaurus Rex was the largest carnivore they ever saw
But my favourite was the herbivore, Triceratops
He could repel an attack by the T- Rex until it stops
And had two horns on its fore head like the sign Taurus
With huge talons on its feet that looks like gladius
And the dumbest was the plant eating Brachiosaurus
With its long neck which made it look simply ludicrous
The dinosaurs prospered and flourished
And they were all over the place
They were man’s predecessors
And ushered in the human race
By design the dinosaur was no bird or reptile
But it may have comprise of the two
Because its spine stood erectile
Always looking for something to bite or chew
One day an asteroid came crashing down
And wiped them out
All the dinosaurs who used to live in our town
The proof of their reign
Lies deep in the soil
While their fossils remains
Their flesh became crude oil
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, animals,
Form:
Ode
Mummy took us to the zoo
she hoped it wouldn’t bore us
In truth I think that mummy knew
we’d see a Brontosaurus
I stroked a small Triceratops
it had a tiny pink horn
I fed him all my chocolate drops
the keeper eyed me with scorn
I kissed a Tyrannosaurus Rex
When I climbed a big step ladder
Mom did all the safety checks
else the keeper would get madder
We were chased by a big Diplodocus
I could hear him snapping his jaws
Then he turned and he winked at us
and began to lick his huge paws
One dinosaur wore dark glasses
and tried so hard to ignore us
His breed no other surpasses
it’s a Doyouthinkhesawrus!
DINOSAUR(S) - FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
3/7/19
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, animal, fantasy, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
I keep re-reading your text,
helped in my daily routine,
erased feelings of being vex.
Can't see what's behind life's corner,
what's next?
At least now, I choose not to be perplexed.
Throw away idle problems,
Life is already too complex.
I put on my specs, allowing your poetic text,
to elevate my mind,
higher than a package flown from FedEx.
Thoughts searching,
Like the mentality of Malcolm X.
Your words built me up,
like strong muscular pecks.
Standing tall,
like an enormous Tyrannosaurus Rex.
You make me smile,
Like I am about to receive a million dolla' cheque.
In your text,
zero mentioned about sex.
You wrote simple,
heartfelt words,
nothing to reject.
Yet, as I read, thoughts dictated
my body's flow,
unleashed a hidden treasure, marked with X.
Desiring to kiss you,
stroke my tongue on your neck,
wanting to have you as my hobby,
a special school project.
My desired play toy, my favourite object.
Going wild,
Like the partying French from Montreal,
province Quebec.
Your kindness for me, comes from your soul,
U don't look to me as a criminal suspect.
You see my genuine nature,
helping to heal,
a constant ship wreck.
So what the heck?
It's already too late,
You have established the position of my supportive wooden deck.
Maybe you'll be around for a lifetime friend,
hopefully not an ex.
If that's the case, and we vanish,
I will always reflect.
Soothing words,
Like the finest, sweetest oral sex.
Thanks for YOUR extended words,
Now MY cherished text!!
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, inspirationalme, me,
Form:
Free verse
TYRANNOSAURUS REX
©rajat kanti chakrabarty
10 November, 2014
Tyrannosaurus rex
be careful of her teeth nose and tail
she may catapult egg
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, fear,
Form:
Haiku
Is your mind in the gutter,
full of what you shouldn't utter?
Or perhaps it's your conscience
which eats you alive with slanderous nonsense--
about your ex, matters of sex, or your neighbor's pecs?
Heh-heh, join the club, bub.
You're not going to drown in this tub
--Glub, glub, glub--
You won't necessarily be snubbed
Or flub the proverbial dub.
There is a solution to all this pollution
of your most precious resource,
your mind,
of course.
Just take a deep breath, heave a huge sigh;
Look up at the sky; LOL, "My oh my."
Then flip the switch,
Count your blessings;
That'll get rid of
What is depressing:
Fuming over how much your ex hates you and you her?
--Start counting the days since you had to occupty the same space with her.
Now there, don't you feel better already, your load a bit lighter?
Seething because you haven't had sex since the passing of Tyrannosaurus Rex?
--Start counting all the partners who you avoided who'd have cursed you
with a hex.
Whew! Aren't you happy now that you didn't bite off more than their fair
necks?
Jealous of the shape your neighbor's in? Plotting to undo his diet & do him in?
--Start recalling all the meals you've enjoyed that you've have had to skip:
I'll bet in a minute or two you'll be convinced that life for him is a gyp.
The grass is always greener on the other side:
When we start rolling in the mud, we slip and then slide
into negative thoughts and soul-poisoning contemplation,
at which time what's called for is refreshment and rejuvenation,
starting with a change of the the mind's diaper, to rid it of a load
of toxic pollutants and misdirected fury untold.
April 16, 2018
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, anger, change, jealousy, pollution,
Form:
Rhyme
https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/prehistoric-living
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5VwGcl83qeo
They roamed the earth with supreme distinction
Evolution prior mass extinction
Of giant forms, dominate thy land
Exceptional findings to understand
To recover and discover, fossils of old
To reconstruct, reform the mould
Fine tools to chip, we hammer away
Extracted fossils, in rocks they lay
Science of discovery, working replica
Evidence of skin and that of feather
The Mesozoic era, before catastrophe
Continents found, thy land and sea
Furry mammals, reptiles of the time
Dazzling dinosaurs crawling from the slime
Non-flowering trees, appearing tall
Conifers and mosses, plants of all
The varied forms, at the least complex
The Titanosaurus, Tyrannosaurus rex
The Kronosaurus, beneath thy wave
Seizing for prey, beneath the cave
Born to adapt, hunters of the sky
Beak-like jaws of which to reply
Folded wings, yet stood to train
The great survivors that now remain
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, animal, children,
Form:
Free verse
Hyperthermia can be caused by standing in slip streams in sluice dumps. It never really fails if ice water can run a lake from a rusted tap. And the mid morning broken by the drip drip drip from a nozzle. Squirt then. Nozzles are not noses and noses are not neon. But bringing a interdimensional b track record is now considered to be as slack as wearing dungarees in a cottage garden or a farm. Wow such rich aroma and oversized overspill of oversight. From a wide lusty frame. Whose discussions with a female mongoose will go unnoticed once the turmoil begins. Cover oneself with fifty six sheets, a record collection, five billion cassettes and consider life as a plant. Conversation cleverly choosing charismatic charming chequered chins chasing chests. And a dodo on a mountaineering expedition with two hundred tyrannosaurus rex, eighty-three teradactals and a half pint of lemonade in a nice clean jug. To wash with not drink. What on earth did you think. The amazement of some is often to the admonishment of another and the cruel multiplatonic indifference is what the name of the takeaway should be called. To be ingested in front of the ray machine. Hypnotic baby soothers. In mass. In amps. En masse. But not en suite. For that is merely utilised for the jam production in many hue and flavour. How very clever thought the passing bluebird. Halfway to town and twenty seeds left. Then right. Fortification of flames on a canal trip taking turns steering. Good. And fashion no necklace into a giant statue of an old hero. Hearing a moon beam then? Good. For at that elevation you should hear even the most daintiest cry from a single blade of field. Dare to dance with that then? Yes? Great. Fantastically freeformed frame fishes. And the hallways smile in castles worldwide. Grab then a hat,a coat, some gloves and build a symmetrical snowman with a crane. Hahahaha beetle borrowing books hahahaha laughing leering lecherous lurking leeches. Xxxxx hyperbolic z this is the midday bulletin from the p y q reporting live from the headquarters at 89.0 whisking. X
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, beauty,
Form:
You said - Have just put two on here. I have a backlog. Will be back on here later. Hope you are ok. X Any language including alien and northwestern star?
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ginger mustard and spices
A mild aromatic genetic fruit scone was passing through the timed abysses pausing carefully at many tunnels and admiring the many printed displays shown through shoe strings then illuminated on the caverns scapes. It is never pay day that makes a petal happy. Thorny twisting takers trapping taunting tears tenaciously. And the ten foot viper wears a crown then wanders off into the forest with a very big staff, a silver lined cloak and a gem of minds. When alighted a fragmented train do mind the gaps for gaps are giraffes and giraffes are neither gaffs nor girths. Fragmented mind in a twist and shout at a disco van never really reach a ball rotating many lights. But a light containing the orbicular essence of a cyber shield can be a complete new person each day. Many a hill equal many a ray. But no tray. No ashtray either. Slam damm dunk. In an oversized trunk causing chaos at a highway. Whereupon a large pruning Pythagorean pyramid dances from the sky shouting "hello" but no one answered because they were very busy dashing off to sit in front of an organised box of nonsense serving dishes to their imagination thus rendering subconscious a reduced field. A sought after path is one that travels and traverses a high sky at noon or a dusk bowl at the sunset pinnacle. And just to add that a single sequin can actually jump across a gap measuring three hundred and fifty three thousand nautical miles. And so the dish cloth laughed reading his book. Bored of not cleaning. Hahaha the palomino is coming to town with the legs of a tyrannosaurus rex. Hahaha a beetle wobbles onto a jellybean and spins. Is that sponsored? Hahaha an ornate garlic sauce moving in a dress. A tissue paper working in a field. Xxxxx carbohydrate clapping xxxxx scientologists zzzzz. At 10000% of a sudden supernatural supermarket sway. X
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, allah, appreciation, , western,
Form:
"Run! Run along and play, Baby T!"
Mama Rex told her little one, as she pitter-patted from the cave.
"Wait! Did you brush your ... teeth?" she trailed off,
Realizing Baby T was now out of earshot.
She was a good mama, and knew the importance of oral hygiene,
Especially for a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
She thought to follow and call Baby T back, but no,
Her wee one was diligent about such things.
Today was a special play day, and she'd let nothing interfere ...
On the morrow came Dino School, and a new life!
She smiled, remembering HER school, now for Baby T -
Hunting, hiding, fossil prevention, and her own favorite, ROARING!
Oh, Baby T would love it all, especially play hunts with her dino-mates,
But, as formidable as a T-Rex can be, they had to be safe ...
There were many species much larger and stronger than hers,
And she needed to learn the ways to protect herself.
Roaring was an important defense, and Baby T had practiced, long ...
Since early hatchhood Mama Rex had taught her,
And not only could she roar like an adult, but she, little Baby T, could SING!
She had been the talk of the clan for a long time,
But 'morrow was the day when she would prove her special talent,
For when she sang - when she showed those dazzled teeth and crooned,
Even the most ferocious of beasts would turn tail,
For dear, sweet, tiny Baby T, was NEVER ... on key!
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Dinosaur(s) - For Children" Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor.
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, analogy, animal, youth,
Form:
Free verse
Gaia had deemed insects as king of beasts
After the last humans departed in spaceship 'Stephen Hawkings'.
'Planet Water' was in ruins, polluted, wrecked by
Runaway climate change and raging storms.
Ants has arisen as king and insect rulers
With superior organisation and pervasive presence
They evolved and grew as big as cattle
Subduing all other animals and beasts.
Yet, the terror of the Tyrannosaurus Mantis
Made all beasts tremble, when the quivering
Shadows of looming praying mantis spread over ground
Like that of Tyrannosaurus rex once terrorized past life.
Triangular head with huge bulging eyes, and vicious jaws
Could swivel around all angles, front, side and behind,
So nothing could escape its silent pervasion,
As it pranced, poised, stalked and postured on ground and in trees.
Huge forelegs, covered in spines, held coiled-up like arms in position of prayer,
Showed no mercy when they sprung out and grabbed innocent prey
Dragging bodies back, twitching and writhing in recoiled spiny forearms
To be munched alive in vicious sharp jaws, mounted acutely on triangular head.
Tyrannosaurus Mantis evolved with the ants to beasts as big as rhinos.
The ants as rulers, tried various ways to control them, kill them off for good.
But so far, no pathway to extinction for praying mantis had been found,
As some ancient god, mantis worshiped in prayer, seemed to protect them.
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, cute, environment, future, insect,
Form:
Free verse
Trevor Jed Engelson Unwittingly...
launched Meghan Markle into royalty
American divorcee
catapulted from “AA” to “Zed”
at break neck speed, and with cachet wed
Prince Harry, and soon
twill begetting, bestowing,
and bewitching her
chromo somal thread
(complementing, furthering, and
weaving together "Quod Erat
Demonstrandum", or QED
for short) within United Kingdom
coat of arms, perhaps
naming the first heir Ned,
and according one online
dictionary definition and ken
translates as French
(Old English) name Eadmund,
meaning rich or happy,
and protective akin
to a mother hen,
not just mollycoddling
hatchlings, but even
shelling out care
on a wing and a prayer
long after offspring
fly the coop and been
fending for themselves,
perhaps merely earning
chicken scratch wage,
assigning doomed fate,
sans cooked usage
if perchance "chick(s)"
go thru a foul stage
within their duff
fenceless hierarchy,
where pecking order doth rage
worse case scenario, would presage
finding errant peep(s)
sent to gaol,
not much bigger than a bird cage,
unless they comprise
noble henny age,
ideally taken in as a pet
by newly bridled
Duchess of Sussex
treated like totally
tubularly true blue blood
with opulent accommodations
(cheaply) tricked out
with life size Tyrannosaurus Rex
(spoiler alert: actually done
with special effe Hex
with latest computer graphics
showing rippling reptiles flex
sing and holo
graphic smoky mirrors)
intending "FAKE"
balances and checks
to boondoggle aggressive paparazzi,
one of whom includes
Meghan Markle's ex.
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Epic
Now I'm a nine year old female African American girl;
A prodigy and I am a daddy's girl
Mom puts my hair in a bun
Yes, I'm nine but I'm to smart to play with crayons
Roarrrrrrrrrr ZZZZZZZZ
I have a pet
Tyrannosaurus rex
And did I say my name is Lunella Lafayette
Me and my parents live in Manhattan
I am smart enough to save the world
They call me Moon Girl
And my pet name is Devil Dinosaur
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
10/07/17
Categories:
tyrannosaurus rex, best friend, friendship, hero,
Form:
Heroic Couplet