Carnivore Poems - Poems about Carnivore

When I See My Own Cadaver

my carnivore self is displayed out in the open
I tear a bovine’s tendons and muscle with gusto
my teeth coming up red and bloody;
it is the human way, is it not?

my mouth, throat and gullet gulp away,
unaware of the undigested meat already in my colon.
I plan an organized kindness parade, not caring about cows
Or pigs, unless

My Lecture On Carnivore

Things you know not about a carnivore
Are many like the goods in hoarder’s store,
Some of them quick at baring the skin pore,
Some much harder than Steel or Iron Ore,
Still some knowledge you could pick from walked floor...

To start with, it adores its ugly jaw,
With it readily breaking The Law;
First, a prey seizing with its cursed

A Formidable Predator

She was a formidable predator; loved the taste of blood.
Did not need anyone cooked or braised; liked meat raw.
There was only one she-monster in the woods, which was fine.
The rest of us stayed out of her way, unsure whether she had eaten.

Carnivore

Alligator scouts still pond,
unobserved his stealth movements
until thrashing body leaps,
sharp teeth tearing unexpecting prey

March 2, 2022

Carnivore - Translated From the Slovakian

Let this be my sacrament of lust.
Red dripping flesh I tear with my teeth,
Absorbed by my viscera,
Becoming one with my being,
Merging with my soul.
I am an eater of dead things,
As are we all.
Why should I not indulge my instincts?
I am as I was made,
Not as you would wish.
Simpering vegans, 
Pantywaist abstainers,
Steer clear of my path

A Graveyard For Cows and Pigs

A famous cowboy actor died 
 thirty pounds of undigested meat 
greeted the coroners
from the bowel of his belly 

They probably did not mean for this to get out
but it did  unfortunately 
because it was disgusting
and this was years ago, and still I think of it

I am a cow-eater and a pig-eater
I like my

Carnivore 4

Carnivore#4
Walking around the grassland there is a cow standing.  The cow has gained weight over the past few weeks.  At the market, the owner makes a profit when he sells the cow.  At the slaughterhouse, the animal is killed.  The owner of the food processing plant buys the meat.  The

Carnivore 3

Carnivore#3
As a carnivore, I walk around and see all kinds of food.  The game is the most deadly of all; just like the writing on the wall.  When you walked in I felt the need to not flee.  I stood and fought and now you are on the ground at my feet.

Carnivore 2

Carnivore#2
Mmmmm meat in front of my eyes, in front of my eyes
Energy in a state of potential to fill my cause and fire
Dripping as it is cut and placed into a package from the butcher
Integrated protein in the form of red meat
Universal satisfaction will be in every bite and cut at dinner
My preference is a

Carnivore

Blood thirsty carnivore that does not back down
On this ridge day and night, I sit and lie in wait
Hungry as the beast of my soul lies inside my chest

Forgetting the pain of the hunger of yesterday and yesteryear, 
Upon thy prey I shoot out and bite with all my teeth in a gathered smile
Counting the

The Carnivore Within

The Carnivore Within...

Meaty morsels besiege
this vegetarian advocate
yet, the atavistic Jainist within me decries,
egg hen hies his, and lamb hence
carnivorous ache that won't abate
case in point being on the horns

hoof ah dill ham ma, neither willing,
nor ready to abdicate
nagging, succumbing, and writhing,
asper Pavlov's dog salivation,
Ike hen not obliterate
every now and again curr raven

hunger for game, though

If a Tortoise, If a Turtle

Dedicated to my favourite poet - Shelley

If a tortoise, if a turtle
You are never going to hurtle
Witness how your limbs are placed
Splayed east to west, all carapaced
what if some meat-eating moron,
Jonesing for a snack to gnaw on,
sees you sumo-stepping by
thinks "Hey look - a fresh meat pie"?
Running will beget disaster
You beat a hare so now

Cannibal Carnivore Carnival

now there’s a tongue twister
which has sunk weighted by disbelief
to the bottom of memory
this is a rescue attempt for 
eyes trapped behind closed lids
underlying rather than lying per se
not exactly free from connotation
using language to analyze language
playful chimps in God's green jungle
where one of them typed
Shakespeare just last week
I'll unburden myself right now
about my early

Innate Carnivore

The curse driven by the full moon
Drove him to the forest where nature looms
Hunger fueled his charging rage 
Uncontrolled hormones set to be uncaged
His body writhed and twisted 
As if an unknown evils' power assisted
Elongated nose, canine teeth, bulging eyes
Coarsely grown hair , teeth large for size. 
A cave a dwelling some place to hide
To

Carnivore Descends

Burning eyes in the darkest night; sear through the moonlights rays.
In the distance, a mournful howling; cracks the air, in two.
Transformation complete; the quickening carnivore descends!

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