Scavenger Poems - Poems about Scavenger

Their feathered shields like steel, shimmer in sunlight. ...

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battle between bucks deadly duel-decided ~ scavengers spectate (November Full Moon – Dakota and Lakota)...

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(1) Strophe Slowly and slowly fly the mighty feathers: the uncanny wrath bearer, the poacher's prey, the bald bizzare stigmatic cryptic creature, the ecology's majestic role player; the curtain raiser of ecosystem's air purifier. Alas! Your iconographic role is omitted, you, the saviour of the mortal race from the contagious diseases. Astounded! How you uncontaminated dear environment. Your poaching has taken away the soul of...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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"Want to be alive today while my future is uncertain Scavenging is all my soul seaks" it was my Instagram status these words are meant to represent us nothing in this entire world would defines me truly because the vision , the question and the confusion I have cannot be expressed freely I always wanted...

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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...

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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...

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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....

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

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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. ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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