Best Warm Blooded Poems
Beautiful mammals just like you and I,
Dolphins are warm blooded and smart-
Only see in shades of grey in each eye,
but are just as sensitive in the heart.
Friendliness and compassion play a part.
Sleek and smooth rubber covering skin,
and some can even live up to fifty years-
Each Dolphin holds delicate grace within,
and can even cry salty sorrowful tears.
Even Dolphins have dreams and fears.
They can dive up to one thousand feet,
and there are forty different species around-
Dolphins are competitive when they compete,
showing off their mighty skills abound.
They love to flaunt their talents, I have found.
Killer Whales are from the Dolphin family,
despite their name, they are of the kindred kind-
Sharing the same old lineage and ancestry,
both are elegance and kindness combined.
Such intelligent mammals are so hard to find.
On my honeymoon I rode a Dolphin named Jenny,
she was speedily fast, confident and brave-
Stunning creatures like her, not very many,
that is why we should strive to save
the Dolphins in the world that are used as slaves.
Never doubt the love Dolphins hold inside,
for they are a symbol of strength personified.
Dolphins- Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
January 12th, 2018
dolphins
grey ghosts surf the waves
leaping up in laughing fun ~
gymnasts of the seas
4-12-22
Contest: Wil Animal Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllables checked: www.howmanysyllables
According to A-Z Animals List, Dolphins are mammals and therefore animals who give live birth, have a spinal column, nurse their young and are warm blooded.
The clime without poets is like the soulless desert
Poets drew their dreams in the words of the mind
The morning without poets is like a sunless night.
Without dreams we have nothing to get high
Poets play with dreams and they are cool spy.
Poets bring the sunshine where has no daylight!
Those who are self-sacrificing poets
They are the golden sun in the world.
In the cloudy sky, I'll find that sunlight.
You write so many untold stories
You have so much love in your heart
You're warm-blooded and you're soft.
Sometimes you are calm and reposed
You're smell of flowers and the singing bird
You're shadow of evergreen forest!
Who'd do questions without a poet, who'll answer them?
Who'll think of nature and who'll love it like you.
The world in the evening, let the morning come.
It'll be a disaster anyway, even then here you come again!
Line of inquiry: “the essence in us is the same
as the essence of the sun”
Dweller of Our Heart
I can’t hear its crackle or sizzle. What am I?
Swaddled in the all-encompassing wisdom
of light; it burns slow. I develop: a seed to die.
My eyes move as my head spins around the world.
There are only so many spaces my foot will land;
not on the moon; moonbeams in my burnt-orange hair.
Warm-blooded rays reach out and touch; skin to skin.
I illuminate someone else’s countenance with my smile.
My Summer eyes grab hold of theirs; a plum blush.
When Winter comes, I’m far-removed ; housebound.
Still, I will be replaced; it's not me. What are they?
My house bound kitty sits beside
the tightly closed back door.
I cannot let him out for fear
he may come home no more.
Bold coyotes watch our country home
for any chance of seeing
an unwary duck or chicken
or any warm blooded being.
My neighbor's cats were slaughtered
right in front of her startled eyes.
So I have to turn unhearing ear
to his imploring cries.
I do not blame the coyotes.
Their hunger must be sated.
Most of the land where they once roamed,
has now been fenced and gated.
My kitty has never been hungry, but
he still hears the call of the wild.
His mother was a feral cat
and he is his mother's child.
By: Joyce Johnson
Written October, 2015
Trashed # 3 contest sponsor Broken Wings
In the northern hemisphere narwhals grow
With only two teeth you think that’s a poor show
But the prominent one grows into a sword
Breaking through from this creatures’ upper lip jaw
It spirals clockwise up to eight feet
This ivory tusk is quite unique
In the southern hemisphere it grows the opposite way
Counter clockwise biologist state
This tusk is a sensor they use for many things
Sometimes a contest to win mates of their dreams
They use this as a pick to break through the ice
This pointed spear will suffice
It's a very good weapon to ward of danger
In studies it’s also shown as some sort of ranger
It can even detect a change in external situation
Making checks it can pick up on temperature fluctuation
And a chemical analysis this sensor sends waves
It’s connected to this mammals heart and brain
They can slow it down or make it beat fast
This is one awesome creature of the past
That lives in the ocean deep and dark
A mystical warm blooded whale of the sea
A beautiful unicorn, you don’t often see
© Copyright KC.Leake
17th September 2015
All Rights Reserved
For Competition October 15th 2015
I am Black
I am the flag
I come not from a pack
Albeit I may look like it
I am from the back
The back of Pangaea
I am black blooded
Just like they are warm-blooded
I have been told I can't,won't,couldn't.
Being told I can't moments I cherish
For I know those moments shall perish
I am a black seed incepting into radish
I can, I can, I can, I can and I will and I Shall
Do anything if I want to
...ANYTHING
I am my greatest enemy
And yet I am the whole army
I am black,fearless and strong
But mostly I am black
I wait not for donations
I donate,I am ambitious
They are bishops,castles,Queens and Kings
And I? In this world I am born
To be the black ****
They say stalemate
I say checkmate
Upon the hill where I lay
surrounded by dimmed natures lonesome
with solitary mind.
Nightly breeze awakens morose eyes
thoughts of her
desolate thy watery heart.
Darkness sky reveals beauties reflection
only one can see.
Through the pain of sleepless head
I shutter the thought being without her.
No more warm blooded touch
nor desire staring at me with loose grin
no more of it all.
Just me
my thoughts
cried out from never ending
watery heart.
I want to follow violent breeze rising above
towards my love.
I close these eyes once more
to see my loose grin
peace is with me.
When Dinosaurs Inhabited the Planet
When dinosaurs roamed the earth
(T-Rexes, Triceratopses, Stegosauruses, and Brontosauruses)
Millions of years ago during the Mesozoic Era,
The land lushed green from the oxygen-enriched environment,
And the lakes and oceans hued blue teeming with life
(Plesiosaurs and Ichthyosaurs, fishes, amphibians, and crustaceans),
While Pterosaurs (Pterodactyls and Pteranodons) commanded the skies,
And lizards, arachnids, and insects (dragonflies and cockroaches) thrived,
And tiny mammals crouched, hidden, waiting to evolve
Among flowering plant blooms and tree blossoms.
And in the far distance, volcanoes erupted
Spewing ashes, lava, and gases.
Today, reptilian fossils are on display in museums
Alongside petrified trees to tell the story
Of when dinosaurs inhabited the planet.
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Note:
The Mesozoic Era (aka the Age of Dinosaurs and the Age of Conifers) of Earth’s history began approximately 250 million years ago and lasted almost 180 million years [i.e., until around 65 million years ago in reference to the Holocene epoch (11,700 years ago to present day)]. The Mesozoic Era is divided into three periods: 1) Triassic, 2) Jurassic, and 3) Cretaceous. Mass extinctions mark the beginning and the end of the Mesozoic Era.
Two main orders of classification of dinosaurs existed during the Mesozoic Era: Saurischia (sauropods and theropods), and Ornithischia. Mammals evolved during the Triassic period and continued in both the Jurassic and Cretaceous periods. Vegetation consisted mainly of conifers and ferns, with the appearance of flowering plants during the mid- to latter part of the Jurassic, which evolved to flourish in the Cretaceous period. During the Mesozoic Era, some species of theropod dinosaurs evolved into warm-blooded, feathered dinosaurs (aka avian dinosaurs), and then some species of avian dinosaurs evolved into birds, which appeared in the later Cretaceous period.
If I were a painter, no not that kind
But I am kind as I let you crack into a crevice in my warm-blooded heart,
I would pick up those brushes and paint your flesh as a buckskin colt,
and analogy would float
through the chemicals in my mind-- those neurotransmitters, dopamine especially--erecting new memories hard-wiring images of experience-- of a boy who seems to run like like a colt
I see it now dessert sands in a blur off in the distance
I see the the sands billow in storms at the hooves and the scintillating sun outlines the penumbral essence of your radiant form
creating a motion picture of beauty so great, great enough to burst my heart and set fire to the sky
And my temperance will go challenged as I swim in your beauty.
Often don't know
mucha anything
how's that strike?
Got big pic sometimes think
where are the details?
Often don't know.
Like throwing a frisbee
Target, more or less,
how's that strike?
Is really the voices of neighbors
more potent than reality TV?
Often don't know.
Does anti-union mean
hating any warm blooded (or not) human being who asks,
“How's that strike?”
If I wanna change the world
or if I just wanna relax,
often don't know
how's that strike.
A hundred years from now, will I be a fossil
Will geologists discover this warm-blooded morsel
Prey for some creature
But larger and squishier
Like a MacDonald's sweet breakfast waffle
Earth was once a ball of molten rock,
which, seen from space, would've glowed orange.
Bombarded by meteors,
its surface was barren and sterile;
until comets endowed it with oceans.
Our planet is a unique globe, with a heart
of liquid iron spinning at its core.
And that spin generates a magnetic field
that blocks the sun's harmful radiation;
promoting life by providing a safe home.
Volcanoes, oceans, and lightning
imbued life with the essential elements needed.
And discharging oxygen as a waste byproduct,
prolific, organic organisms grew and multiplied;
till their incalculable numbers created an atmosphere.
Over eons, some fish evolved into amphibians and reptiles,
which left the oceans to breathe air on land.
And after hundreds of millions of years, mammals appeared:
warm-blooded animals, the ancestors of humans.
When Man viewed Earth from space,
Its beauty evoked visions of paradise!
For Earth glowed like a blue gemstone
laced with white clouds and ribbons of color,
etched upon its surface.
And for the first time, we became Earthlings,
identifying ourselves as such.
Although humans live in varying countries,
with differing cultures;
Earth is home to all.
Whale, you’re warm-blooded,
Killed by cold-hearted humans!
Darwin’s to blame—p’haps?
my beautiful goddess
i want to kiss
your finger tips
holding your hand
lightly fluttering lips
in soft warmness
i will polish
you shoes
with raindrops
of happiness
falling from
the salted
waters of love
in the paradise
golden droplets
of honey
when i kiss baby
your beautiful lips
our bouncing waves
of joy
with warm blooded
passion i love you
deeply from
the heart
inside of me