Biped Poems - Poems about Biped

... If I was meant to fly I'd have feathers and wings. For being naked, no lift-off brings. Instead I try to use sticks, feathers, paper and strings, like Icarus, and the Wright Brothers, Wilbur a......

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... Humanity The pagan pilgrimage, sun-worshippers frequently make Latter-day phenomenon, take off on a Bronze Age break Constellations change position, solstices realign Tropic of Capricorn p......

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...I wonder what that sparrow thinks of me, As it flits so easily from branch to branch on tree, While I’m stuck here earthbound, decried to strut all day. A silly flightless biped with arms that onl......

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...Fresh and serene droplets rest in galore As the dawn smiles on them to adore The tiny prettiness in spectral mode Downs from out of the heavenly abode ; In dainty drips and drizzles the elixir......

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... Between mankind and other animals, The Creator sees no difference. They breathe the same air, they all need the waters, they all must feed, they all require shelter and love; they a......

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...It came as lightning It came as lightning thunder and fire it had not but the terrible made surveillance cows it saw grazing, touched them and rejected birds sat on trees singing, looked......

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...One day Gaia was doodling with sharp twig, on scribbly gum. "Note to Self" These big-brained bipeds are getting far too cocky for their britches. All the dumb-arses are becoming smarty-pants. ......

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...Now hear this tale of Planet Earth And how it was robbed of its worth. From a species of quadruped There evolved a novel biped, A new species with arms and hands And versatile for new demands.......

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...Black grass dances in the warm winter air And furry quadrupeds run wild with the Shackles of instinct. The metallic creature gives spontaneous birth To bipeds who desire to kill for sport; Two......

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...A fish crow has tan- blue sparkles; pearls coat the sky. A resting brook is melting chocolate, it flows through lime-green sprouts. A burning orange is the sun; yet a rock can wears ......

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...The psychology of the sun is strange... The violinist's taupe strapped sandals, color of beach sand, burning, slap tiles with embedded grime, like the charred plaster walls of a Syrerian ......

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...fair glinting gold light shining bold this I saw for my 'flaw' is to be not of your world ......

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...The E(n)dge I leave damp mudprints there where I met the shore. The dragonflies' dances, the goslings scrammed, and I for now (or 'lo, for once) exhaled. Edges do that. A turt......

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...Kingfish sat tall in the boat. His baited hook trolled behind, To entice lurking humanoids, He would fillet before he dined. The ocean had schools of bait, Swimming humanoids could not resist—......

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...COPLA DIECINUEVE : This Bad Guy World All biped animals aren’t Men Some are elves, fairies and witches Others yet thugs All are born to play roles given Time Place Parents Beliefs Glitches: ......

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