Herbivorous Poems | Examples

Judge Not

I'm okay. You seem haltless. I'm brilliant. You lack lustre.
Could a wolf condemn a cow for being herbivorous?
Can a rose in full bloom slam a bud from the same cluster?
Doesn't the code of 'live and let live' make rights vigorous?

Forgiving frees my heart; forgetting makes me feather-light.
Doesn't a fresh-water bath cleanse and refresh my physique?
Doesn't my absolution make my foes forget their spite?
My heart should be full when I give. No gift; for me, I seek

There's a dustbite in my brother's eyes. There's a speck in mine.
I see the dust. Do I, like rays through a lens, penetrate?
Can the blind lead the blind? Jesus asked. Is all, with me, fine?
To remove the speck from my eyes, why do I hesitate?

The sun does not judge. Either the moon or the stars do not.
Why should I, a dust of dust, bring on beings any blot?

Mountain To Valley's

It is a living thing
And life-giving.
This water, a time echoes
First raised from seed.

Greenly rustled up to
A bowed world through.
Of each herbivorous thirst.
Goat's; bison's; deer's.

Manoeuvres to the end
Boulder, sharp bend;
As any irrepressive
Force for good can.

Elegy For a Garden Gnome

There once was a gnome named Jerome
Who made a herb garden his home.
One day as he frolicked,
He slipped and fell on some garlic
And was instantly killed when a clove cleft his dome.

The sad news of Jerome spread as far north as Nome,
And there was weeping and wailing from gnomes 'cross the foam.
When I learned what transpired,
Re the way he expired,
It inspired me to proffer this "po'm" for Jerome:

Here lies our dear comrade Jerome
'neath his garden's herbivorous loam.
If he'd played "farmer in the dill",
He'd be up here with us still
'stead of filling a 3 x 6 hole, his new home.

Entered in Jay Narain's Humorous Poems Contest
July 5, 2023
!2th Place

An Economic Food Chain

A nature food chain
Linkng the carnivorous and the herbivorous 
May be simple 
And so an economic food chain within man
The rich and the poor
The poor works hard for the rich with low wage
But when the rich dumps the rubbish 
The poor can collect it and sell for some money
Garbage in a disposable bag 
May be useless to the rich 
But a treasure to the poor
A nature food chain can be complex
too
The same for man's during the rise in prices
The seller only raises the prices to get the same profits
But the buyer pays the extra expenditures
Without someone sharing the burden
The chain goes on and on
And the rich becomes richer
And the poor remains poorer

Hippopotamus

hippopotamus
massive and herbivorous ...
ride the river horse


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Entry: "Wild Animal Haiku" Poetry Contest
Contest Judged:  4/18/2022 
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
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Grasshopper

The oldest living group 
of chewing herbivorous insects 
proudly carries 250 million years 
of quiet evolution.
No soft muscle tissue 
on these grasshopper legs, 
they are bear 
as clean-picked chicken bones 
and hard 
as the outer shell of some crustaceans. 
Finned spikes line each shank 
for gripping tightly golden strands 
of summer wheat in blowing fields.
Armor plating, like kevlar vest, worn upon a body 
that sits low between two high-rise knobby knees. 
A sling-shot lying wait 
to catapult away, 
carried on an allied wind 
with force to help escape 
all dangerous predators. 
A wind that has carried 
grasshopper history for centuries 
from field to field 
across deserts and water, 
through forests and plains. 
Now that same ally wind 
has betrayed them, 
carrying them here 
to a final destiny with me, 
flattened in defeat 
upon my windshield.

Strolling the Vibrant Autumn

STROLLING IN THE VIBRANT OF AUTUMN 

Strolling down the park, marvelous sight of wonder, 
God’s beautiful landscape in kaleidoscope. My heart
in salutation in vibrant color of the leaves. Celestial 
spheres, seems to meet the earth and sky, in bright 
hues of stunning red, orange, yellow and purplish 
nirvana.

Hand in hands, we strolled, emerald green and
gold splashes walkways. Beds of mums in rustic 
classic, some view in bright solid chromatic hues. 
The kinder breeze, sending the aroma of 
thanksgiving feast. 

We felt melancholic in the woods, trees dressed 
in elegant gold, tears of farewell,  to find rest 
on cold grave.The sounds of crickets, signals 
male calling, a night of dating. Migrated monarch 
butterflies, finding a warmer home, to lay eggs.

Squirrels and herbivorous hare, busy digging burrows, 
storing food for winter chill. That afternoon walk brings 
romance in scented cold air. We tap dance to the tune 
of crunchy leaves, stomped, laughed and rolled on the 
bed of crisps and colorful leaves.

©aroque
All rights reserved

Haiku-Ladybug

Haiku~ladybug

coccinella bug
so preys on herbivorous 
winged harmonia 


~Vastness of the many colors and sizes of these pretty little dots. I'm amazed by their to light flow-fly and sticks onto anything seemingly fearless~ 

8/4/20~2020©
Traditional Haiku- Nature Themed Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:Tania Kitchin

Mansourasaurus

Paleontologists collect 
a lower jaw, 
a skull 
and ribs, 
cleaving belly 
of the Sahara Desert. 
They provide the fossils 
with flesh of fantasy. 
This is 
an artificial rebirth.

*Mansourasaurus was 
not ferocious 
like a fanatic 
or a rapist. 
It lived 
with herbivorous mind
and showed
‘Might is not to fight.’ 
With a natural armor 
of bony plates 
in skin, 
it traversed 
the war-free world. 
Mother never squirmed 
under its feet. 

The remains remain 
with wisdom. 



*Mansourasaurus – a giant dinosaur lived in the Sahara Desert

First published in The Literary Hatchet

Creature Couplets

The giraffe
Haughty and fond of herbivorous feasts,
Tends to look down on his wee fellow beasts.

The elephant
Thin outer ears are gargantuan-sized,
Tickling the ivories isn't advised.

The pelican
Genus of water-bird with a long beak,
And in his throat there is food for a week.

 The crocodile
Don't you be fooled by his sad, tearful eyes
He's out to get you - it's just a disguise.

 The zebra
Sports a moheccan style tuft on his head
And he wears stripey pyjamas to bed.

 The panda
Never one fazed by what's wrong or what's right,
Tends to see everything in black and white.

 The kangaroo
He lives 'down under'- Australia's pride
With little Joey who's there for the ride.

 The zoo
All of these creatures hang out at the zoo
Feeding time heralds a hullabaloo!

04/11/18

Death An Untold Truth, Part 3

Death is truly traitorous
It is highly cancerous;
But dealing adventurous
With animals herbivorous.
Death is truly traitorous
It is highly decorous
With examples numerous
Of behavior scabrous.
Death is truly traitorous
It is highly glamorous
Though itself timorous
As it is not sonorous.
Death is truly traitorous
After it life is amorous
Even Gods were leprous
Continued life dangerous.
Death is truly traitorous.

In Pursuit of Wisdom

In pursuit of wisdom,
Why is life?;
Rambled all over the valley,
In the mount and lake,
In the deepest jungle too;
All strive,
In spree to survive;
From vegetation to life,
Foliage feeds Herbivorous,
Herbivorous survives to
Feed carnivorous;
Finally mother earth 
Conceives all of them,
For next generation to rise;
Who runs this show?
And why it runs?
One strives evading death,
The other strives killing,
To quench hungry tummy;
Sufferings for one, 
Virtue for other;
I realize now, only survival,
Is integral role;
Dharma is to survive,
Karma is an effort, 
We incur to survive;

© sadashivan nair?

The Most Foolish Riddle

Humans are now slaves of Dreadful weapons
Making, checking, developing are their funs
By them weapons are normally used in
Damaging, destroying, killing, finishing
Weapons cost lives, properties and all
Races, species, civilizations we can call,

Beside piles of weapons graze some people
Just those of herbivorous animals or cattle
Some enjoy luxurious staffs and food
Some are fed back of cursed gun shoot
Some enjoy rhythmic sounds full of art
Some are tired with ugly haunts loud bark,

Humans attempt to cover light with dark
Using weapons so they regularly bark
Barbarous civilizations sometimes hark
Them to make time machine to go back
To learn naked, barbarous civilizations
But to roam in wilderness with modern guns,

Some ugly brains discover the foolish riddle
The others are sweated to answer but fully fail.

Wanted -Thief Caterpillar

Looking under a leaf
In search of a caterpillar thief
Pinched a tomatoes cheek
Oh what a creepy creep

He's a very deliberate critter
She cried that hairy worm bit her
Said,"He'd come back to get her
And scare her baby sitter."

Her nanny saw her cryin'
Knew she wasn't lyin'
Her story there was no denyin'
That worm bit her "cheek" like a lion

If you see that herbivorous fellow
That made that tomato turn yellow
He'll be under a leafy umbrella
And as fat as an armadillo

He's a real tomato masher
A suspected garden trasher
He's wanted and needs to be captured
And sentenced to life in a pasture


   an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner:)

Herbivorous Gibberish

Slaves bind the rind and grind the porcine mind to a fine dust, 
on the killing line, tools rust, 
their shine left behind and our curly tailed brethren ascend to a time where the weather is fine , 
a constant sublime, 
an unfurlment of the gaian divine, 
ecstatic sequences sing to the night as biomechanisms swerve to harness the light.. 
rely not on sight but on the abolition of blight , 
keep it lit like a torch, avoid pork and veganise on the porch 
lurch past the church and plant a score of yew trees and find the ease of the consciousness that lies within all of these felons and melons and rise up to heaven to join the eleven. 
Asteroids slither thru bevels, and a blankness blankets their trails 
as the evolution on earth slows to the pace of a snail

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