Claws Poems - Poems about Claws

In spring we come out to see life, out from our long cold winter's nap. Bears are so loving not wildlife. Love can be grand. I am your big fun bear asap, you are my fury playful wife, I love to see you in gift-wrap. Tonight we need some fun nightlife, eating fish not from a flytrap, using my big claws not a knife, Love...

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Claws in the wind disturb the stream, Two bears collide in shallow spray, Their roars dissolve the morning dream. Claws in the wind. The water coils in streaks of gray, Sharp fangs reflect the sun’s last gleam, No trout remain, they dart away. Each lunge breaks loose a river seam, The rocks bear witness to the fray, Then all is still as dusk draws...

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Depression Its darkness. A cold embrace, An old friend. It welcomes me, like a lighthouse after a tragic storm. I feel her claws like a deceiving caress Her words drown me in blanket of numbness Bitterness maws at me like a rabid wolf I sleep I eat I sleep again. Praying she doesn’t invade my dreams. Too late. Grades drop faster than silence after I tell someone...

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Do you truly believe that I have torn through the centuries with invisible claws, unveiling the arteries of time like strands of silk, only to evaporate into the mist of forgetfulness? That I have ravaged the peaks of celestial laws, tearing the throat of destiny, until its blood wove itself into the fabric of your name, only to unravel like...

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Many people think depression is just long term sadness. "It's just a phase that will be over soon" They don't know how actions affect people Anxiety and Depression are a deadly combination. A deadly concoction of fear that feeds into sadness Diminishing all hope. The Anxiety claws at your throat, The Depression brings tears. So please, for gods sake don't ask someone...

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There is a monster inside me, with sharp teeth and claws, Gnawing at the walls of my skull, scratching deeply down my mute throat, It thrusts its hands deep between my ribs, searching for nonexistent words, I sit before the blank page, a cold slab that mocks me, A morgue drawer for all the things I cannot say. I bleed...

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With claws like daggers, sharp and keen, the tiger moves a silent machine. Its strength unmatched, a force of might, a hunter born in the fading light. With senses keen, it hears the faintest sound, a whisper of wind on the parched ground. A burst of speed, a blur of orange fire, the tiger strikes, fulfilling its desire. ...

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The night unravels like a tattered black sail, its edges fraying with whispers of secrets too heavy to hold. Stars—fractured shards of a forgotten mirror— pierce the dark fabric, their cold fire spilling across the sky like the dreams of ancient gods. A feral wind prowls through the streets, teeth bared, dragging its claws along rooftops, tearing through the loose skin of...

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You better not scowl You better not be fowl You better not wine I’m telling you while Santa Claws is meowing around He snuggles you when you’re sleeping She purrs when you’re awake He sees all things from high in his perch “So, be good for goodness' sake!” So, you better pet me You better...

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Near swift streams Hear loud screams Dear ones unsteady Gear up—make ready! Fear causes pause Bear paws claws— Bead on the Grizzly Lead story too grisly Dead hide becomes rug Deed told with a shrug ...

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determined nation facing extermination ~ now back on the attack ...

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Our dog, named Lucy, though she’s sweet, How sharp can be that doggy’s claws. A bite from her would be no treat. I hope to never feel her jaws. How sharp can be that doggy’s claws. The other day by accident she scratched my face (no harm was meant). A bite from her would be no treat. The scratch she left me on...

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what are those? I ask, my voice cracking a bit. They are long deep claw marks in my hemlock tree. Made by a cougar? A mountain lion? a puma? My cat cannot stop giggling....

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Shaking like soda It plunges my heart with claws Assaults with its fist...

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I own the personality of a human extrovert you can call me Majesty for I have steadiness of paw when it comes to hunting I can be quite overt as vocal as a crow's caw caw I am tiger, hear me growl and roar as the largest feline in the world, I always stand proud...

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