Scavenger Poems | Examples

Scavenger Hunt

                      Their feathered shields
                      like steel, shimmer in sunlight.

                     Gobbling, wobbling  on thorny feet
                     without flight;
 
                      foraging through leathered leaves
                      that autumn left behind,

                      acorns lay abundant, 
                      for hungry turkey's to find.

deer rutting moon

battle between bucks
	deadly duel-decided ~
		scavengers spectate

(November Full Moon – Dakota and Lakota)

Scavenger

A monstrous vulture
Wants the more some torture:
A blistered body further rupture;
The carrion give a worse picture 
That should still stick after a future…
It never shall worth a camera’s capture:
Every pulsating but nauseating culture,
The body- jolting which scavengers nurture:
Champions of the bad table manners of The Immature.

Scavenger Hunt

scavenger hunt

sandy summer beach
welcomes a scavenger hunt ~
 hot sand samba dance

lacy edged scallops
rippled shells like wind kissed surf ~
 trim tidal ball gowns

fallen stars – starfish 
through clear waters see the sky ~
 starlets seeking fame

building spiral rooms 
nautilus remodel grows ~
 under construction

precious sand dollars
bear reminders of the cross ~
 hidden doves seek sky

from many seashores 
loves sandy, sheltered, beaches ~
 cockle shells sea hearts

grazing the seabeds 
 cerith night hunter in swirls ~
 aquarius shell

many alias 
 periwinkle and magpie ~
  whelks create red dye

lazy summer days
 tidal froth splashes through surf ~
 shells decorate beach

The Real Treasure

This mud isn't new to me, numb hands searching something…
Sticky mud covered my legs, swimming fish gape.
Beam of light took a little peep over the algae, shining sands akin to gold.
Down here mud hide something, touch gave the feeling of metal casket.
Curious eyes desire to discover the treasure of this river.

Tired hands are numb and cold, illusions ride the brain and mind. 
Frozen hands and legs tried to defeat hope, but mind gave power.
Hope not yet defeated, childish mind plays in water.
Muddy water wants to flow inside, fish now angry and troubled.
Radiant sun cleared my vision, down here it is my own reflection.

Empty hands started relaxing, views are now clear and astonishing.
Nature’s warmth defeated illusions; swimming here is so heavenly.
Floating body feels like a feather, empty mind rejoices.
Soothing chillness everywhere, craving brain also silent.
Eyes were so blind to find the real treasure, discovering it gave me the real pleasure!!!

01-Apr-2020

Feral

Feral.
He's a dirty little kid
small and wiry, hair
all matted and dull.
Covered in scabs,
no shoes on his feet.
Poor little chap.
Looks like he has just crawled from under a hedge.
Gone feral, that's what's happened to him.
Left to his own devices a scavenger he's become.
Feeding off other peoples rubbish.
His clothes are just rags, he needs a good bath,
and a hot meal.
He's a feral child, gone wild, untamed, no one to take care of him.   


Antony Slausen.
07/08/2018.

Scavenger Crabs

Scavenger crabs live under rocks
They live under seaweed, they live under docks
Scavenger crabs live under floats
They live under driftwood, they live under boats.

Scavenger crabs are bad because
They'll bite you with gigantic claws
They'll poke you, pinch you, stab and jab
If you go near a scavenger crab.

Scavenger crabs live by the shore
Hiding, waiting, crabs galore
Crabs are bad without a doubt
Chew you up and spit you out.

Scavenger

I am a collector of natures splendors
Rocks, sand, plants and feathers,
Around the world they come together
All in one place for me to treasure.

Intellectual Scavenger

Picks droppings
Of great minds
And repaints them
Then signs all over
For copyright title

Scavenger of Death

To bid farewell to you was life's cruel pun
while love remains so deep within my heart,
unending, as flames of fire in the sun.
Death, the dark scavenger, tore us apart.

     Without my hand in yours, moonlight grew dull, 
     facets of stars lost their glitter and fell.
     More lonesome than cries of a lone seagull
     is my soul when I weep, "Love, death did quell."

          Heavenly forms hold meaning for others,
          those who soar to greatest height on love's wings.
          But I am bereft. Loneliness smothers
          when I recall sharing those wondrous things.

               To be yours once more would brighten the moon
               Of love and life, both were slain much too soon.

Scavenger

Born with nothing in this place
Tattered clothes and dirty lace
Searching food to suffice my hunger
When can this life get so over?

Stomach crumbling and dying
Insufficiency keeps me on crying
Looking for a one big help!
This heart only knows how to yelp.

Sleeping in a coldest street,
Folded boxes terribly greet.
Storms are blowing in my life.
This is such a hell of life!

Craving for a one sweet home
How I wish I live in a biggest dome!
Guess my dreams are so unclear…
Everything is just a tear.

Absconding Muse: Vagabond Scavenger

Jilting muse with availing inspiration did wend
Barren reservoir doth futility portend
A bristling quill with no well to descend
No gratuitous frills on vapid contours suspend
Seeking with brokered shill to amend
Imploring vagabond seeking itinerant dividend
Wading through flooded channels, silty grains to append
From literary vault embezzled title apprehend
In voluminous discourse a simple aphorism distend
In ancient annals a trite fable from corroded parchments 
rend
From Medieval chronicles a homily with which to contend
Out of Victorian poet's graded folio a euphemism vend
From contemporary laureates' silken threads, new yarn 
spin


distend- to stretch out, to inflate

The Scavenger Survivor

I'm a carnivore who craves the taste of meat
and yet, I can't kill anything. It just isn't within me.
Until now, all of my protein has been provided in great variety,
all pre slaughtered and butchered and preserved nicely,
at the supermarket in my neighborhood locally.
Modern technology has desensitized me.
As I now forage in the forest, I come upon the carcass of a doe's body
most likely taken down by a grizzly.
It's been days now since I've consumed any meat.
My hunger grows stronger. I'm getting dizzy and weak
but I must be careful. I must stay aware.
Close by may be a snoozing grizzly bear.
I scan my surroundings and all appears clear.
Quickly, I butcher off a shank of the now deceased deer
then run off into the forest and disappear.
I relish in what I've scavenged as I consume the venison.
Tomorrow I will venture out to scavenge again.
I only hope that I'm not the one who ends up being eaten.

Scavenger Hunt

I got to tell you about this dig
It made me dance the jig
I did it by night
With no one in sight
Out of my nose it was bloody big

Scavenger

While wearing the garb 
Of a twenty year old
On a 50 something body
Her eyes rove hungrily,
Spotting her quarry
She pounces upon
The daily newspapers
Left by a prior denizen
Of the local coffee bar

Every word on every page
Is ravenously devoured
The lives of others
Happy or horrid
Fills her empty hours 
Pouring over her soul
Like so many lattes
Prepared by bored baristas

When she's had her fill
She stows the carcasses 
Under her cushions
Guarding them
For later gnawing 
And when our eyes meet
She knows I lie in wait
For her to vacate the seat
So I can pick the bones clean

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