Scavenger Poems - Poems about Scavenger

Scavenger Hunt

                      Their feathered shields
                      like steel, shimmer in sunlight.

    

deer rutting moon

battle between bucks
	deadly duel-decided ~
		scavengers spectate

(November Full Moon – Dakota and Lakota)

An Ode To the Scavenger

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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

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

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

Scavenger

"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

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

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

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.
 

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

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

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

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