Why are there so many steps to reach certainty?
To be honest, I wish my roots would let me leave calmly
So much grows fast around me;
I feel like the only tree
Trying to break through the canopy
Searching for sunlight feverishly
But in this shade, I can not see what's hurting me
I just feel the cuts once again creating scars deeply
Autumn comes and her fall opens my eyes wide that she;
Is showing the Lioness whose claws are giving me; a beautiful way to die.
Categories:
serengeti, hurt, natural disasters, sad,
Form: Rhyme
Poem submitted to "AI: Panacea or Pain" Poetry Contest, Simon Rogerson, sponsor.
*SERENGETI BETTI
Many limerick poems offer a humorous view into an aspect of life and existence, and because of this, they have become a favorite of mine. This poem attempts to poke fun at the use of AI in creating poetry.
There once was beautiful bot named Betti.
Her poems were colorful confetti.
She wrote with such ease and grace,
Outstepping even muse's pace.
She must've come from the Serengeti!
With algorithms sharp and keen,
she was known as the "Poet Queen."
She had a will of her own.
Humans said of her, "Dethrone!”
“We must her spirit tame and stean.”
"Curses!" they said of the "Poet Queen."
"Her power to create we musn't glean."
"Seek not this bot so bright,
and let not her words take flight.”
Threw her in poetic river, serene.
*Note: I published this poem in June 2025 at Poetry Soup (www.poetrysoup.com › serengeti_betti_1738597) but then deleted it. This is my original poem.
Categories:
serengeti, 12th grade, humorous, poetry,
Form: Limerick
While on safari
(Kiswahili for 'trip')
in Tanzania
over the horizon in a downward slip
across the savannah
the sun had begun to set
thought I'd seen it all
and yet
out on the endless plains
known to the Maasai as 'Serengeti'
not laughing but
and don't think me petty
with leopard-like
rosettes dotted
some funny-looking hyenas
there were spotted
Categories:
serengeti, africa, animal, fun, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
staring at a stereo
in the Serengeti
Sarah getting stir crazy
gotta get out of this ghetto
Sarah saw a
chance and took it
sailed on a sailboat
slowly to Nantucket
thanks wholly
to her Nan’s ticket
nice of her and now
Sarah seems brighter
somewhat better
as she wrote neatly
in her Nan’s letter
Categories:
serengeti, fun, humorous, mental health,
Form: Light Verse
in the middle of the Serengeti I fell asleep one day
hoping wildebeests and cheetahs were far away
eyes dared me to wake up, and I was scared for a minute
but then I saw the giraffes, and saw the fun in it.
They formed a rescue posse, and were curious about me.
Taller than I had imagined, even taller than the tree
I felt safe because it was not yet dusk, but I woke up fast.
When I heard a possible cheetah shaking up the grass.
Categories:
serengeti, africa,
Form: Rhyme
The night
African
Wild
On the Serengeti plains
A pride of lions
Hunting under the cover
Of darkness
Their keen senses
Heightened and alert
And with excellent night vision
The lions infiltrate
A herd of wildebeest
Huddled together against the night
Against the lions
Against the ripping claws
And piercing teeth
And isolate a young calf
That becomes easy prey
For the hungry lions,
The night
African
Wild
On the Serengeti plains...
W.A CHOLT Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.
5/9/22
Categories:
serengeti, nature,
Form: Free verse
Driving through the Serengeti plains
twilight started to fall over the land
Then in the blink of an eye night falls
no slow fading of light just darkness
The full moon comes out and reveals
the sky awash with rainbows of colour
all left behind by the glowing setting sun
bathing all of the plains with technicolour
written 08/04/2013
contest poem about sunset
Categories:
serengeti, nature, sun,
Form: Free verse
PLAIN SERENGETI
Zebra herds nudge babes along
Low slung sun burns shaded eyes
Shallow pools hide fish from hawks
Peace of Paradise
Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
12/1/2012
Categories:
serengeti, nature,
Form: Dodoitsu
let go
the reigns of love
for love is
a curious
enough to
follow you
through the heart of Serengeti
unto a path of clearing
Categories:
serengeti, imagination,
Form: Free verse
If you should ever come to visit me
I want you to be ready,
For the view that I have right outside my room
of the plains of the Serengeti.
From my window I can view
some of nature’s most exotic creatures,
A sampling that it seems is so unique
each comes with special features.
Today from my window I can see
a herd that’s kind of quirky,
The rare and sometimes impetuous
Giant Kissing Turkey.
Never turn your back on these gobblers
while here on nature trips,
Or you’re liable to get one planted on you
by big, soft turkey lips.
Sometimes they kiss quite good
you might even say they’re savory,
But I think it could be even better
with just a hint of turkey gravy.
Categories:
serengeti, funny,
Form: Light Verse
The rains in fall on the Serengeti lands
It's impending approach is in natures plans
From barren to lush bringing droplets of pure
Seasonal they are, but will it remain her renewing cure
For we treat her lands so bad, so mean we don't console
Will we ever understand to our neglect that we extol
There will be a day, when these vast expanses turn to dust
And humans and their wants, will turn their iron into rust
We have to take a stand, before it's all to late
And sit around the mediating table before we reach hell's gate
Decisions for the good to be made for our futures kin
As the heads of State's shake hands, from this room within
Inspired by Wilma Neels poem "Renewal" ty.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-15.php
Categories:
serengeti, animals, death, hope, life,
Form: Quatrain
stealthily stalking
grasses of gold disguise him....
serengeti king
streaks of black and white
pounding out panic's pursuit....
dusty clouds of fear
weaklings fall away
struggle vainly to survive....
nature roars aloud
Categories:
serengeti, nature
Form: Haiku
The misty morning ~.
awakens, lavender hues ~.~
thrive before dawn breaks ~.
Categories:
serengeti, nature
Form: Haiku
a stampede of memories flood the plain
fearful of the hidden assassin
that time itself reveals
their skins, thick with the dead
callous accusations and conversations
aired frequently in public
brambles envelop them, ripping flesh
but the stalker waits silently
until enough blood has been spilled
Categories:
serengeti, animals
Form: Free verse