Gorilla Poems - Poems about Gorilla

Silverback led his gorilla by the wrist out into the fog and missed, lost his heart and then his way, sadly, he was heard to say, "Don't get me wrong, I'm no King Kong, it's plain to see, so, don't make a monkey out of me." Silverback took his gorilla by the hand, looking for the promised land, a jungle bungle at very best, made him...

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The fierce, scary, chest pounding came From the sight of the golden gorilla His mission was to destroy all peace And rid the world of harmony But I calmly went to him And offered him a delicious banana...

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I did not know about the world, I grew up on a farm Into the city I was hurled, it was cause for alarm I found my solace and retreat, with tenants of the zoo The animals that I would meet, were friendly to me too His gentle eyes of wisdom bright, a creature to behold This proud gorilla...

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I do not see the house at first, I see the bird feeders and a fat cat. The striped beast lies in wait on the path to Aunt Marvel's house. Like an intimidating guard dog, probably aware of the chubby robins The scene is beautiful with foxglove, daisies, marigolds and bluebells. Johnny jump ups, begonias, and lilies delight the...

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The excited Children passing in queue Halted near the Gorilla in the zoo As they kept looking on It did an act wanton- Hurled at them something dark, it was his poo Syllable count....10,10,6,6,10 Dec.22.2022...

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gorilla studies me I study him he smirks so I do too a mind melding do we speak the same language? no but we speak the same shrugs and grunts...

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I am Gorilla, and this my domain You humans return to ensnare me again Mankind with his bullets has not caught me yet Hey Fella, that there is one hell of a net! Now in the zoo with not much to do The people pass by in an orderly queue They all seem impressed when I beat my chest They’re easily pleased...

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Witchcraft fruits shrivelled gorillas' brains Wrinkled spectral charm fire scarred apportionment Wary growl sharp lip foretell malefactor debauchery Overcome in jungle rummage, fur maimed Leather crevice herbivore hand final resign Claimed by human biscuit boned, rifle of dominance Cunning stealth shadowed charcoal fervour obvious Conquer given, victor's triumph misaligned 1st February Inspiration from Eric Duthie edited ' Wild Company ' published 1962. Story -...

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There once was a lady named Matilda With arms as long as a gorilla When she hugged you tight It took all your might To breathe, your face buried in her chinchillas...

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I speak Renaissance’s of Non-senses, but it’s not nonsensical, Similar to the double negative that succeeds the thirteenth syllable Twist your tongue back and fourth so bad it feels like you swallowed gorilla glue, Waste of all our time but you’ve read so what you gonna’ do?...

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There once was a lady named Matilda With arms as long as a gorilla When she hugged you tight It took all your might To breathe, your face buried in her chinchillas...

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Thought I'd like to meet a gorilla up close Then I met Gloria, damn close my diagnose With a hairy face Bad odor, a trace Arms pretty long and climbed trees like a pro...

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Gorilla My Dreams sang me a moody torch song with these lyrics: Why does your soul feel like a hole Wherein a mole used to hide Why does your heart fall all apart It will not start deep inside. Why won't somebody make my hot toddy Oh lawdy lawdy, oh no Why is it scary here on the ferry With Curley Larry and...

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I met a gorilla on the bus today. He was genuinely interested in what I had to say. We talked weather, politics and life. I spoke of my children, he of his wife. Our bus ride lasted less than a mile. But when we parted I sported a smile. What a pleasure meeting a new friend brings. That two can enjoy simple...

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Why am I here this isn't my home I do miss my mountain and the trees where I'd roam and what of my family where have they gone God knows if they're safe but still life goes on I hope they're not waiting not waiting for me just looking around I'll never be free...

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