Short Carrion Poems

Buzzards soaring high
In the gray snow-laden sky
Search for carrion...

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over
the stubble
carrion crows-
the game-keeper heads home
for tea...

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over
the stubble
carrion crows-
the game-keeper heads home
for tea...

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ground breaking silence
red dust rises ashes fall~
carrion for crows...

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       vultures swirl… jackals

        howl… carrion flesh foul...

          buzzards on the prowl
...

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roadside diner
dark wings and carrion
daily specials


©7/28/2018

for Senryu contest - poetry contest...

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Like carrion birds awaiting death,
Whether perched or circling above;
Ruby slippers aren't theirs too partake......

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A vulture boarded
A jumbo jet
Carrying two dead
Marmoset

The stewardess said 
"I'm sorry sir, 
Only one carrion 
Per passenger"...

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miasmic,


alighting the foul bourgeois powers that be


bounce like carrion crows


on the prone corpse 


of the bled world....

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Coyotes are scraggly, ugly too
Eating carrion and roadkill overdue
She is a scavenger and a prey thief
Jackals enjoy kill until she makes it brief...

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Through the mists they land
Carried by darkened wings, spread
Sensing, they await
Suspended death in decay
Inhumanities now shared




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a blazing moorland
oft its summertime plight... sad
rare cooked carrion

Haiku In 5 7 5 Only - Volume 1 Poetry Contest, sponsored by The Poet Doctor

7/6/18...

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why are vultures in the road today?
red necks are completely ugly
devouring their carrion
they give me the willies
red turkey buzzards
road kill dessert
good bye mole
tasty
food...

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Skywards of  now
Vultures on gilded wings
hovering, striking
secrets of the carrion evade
Are you just tete to tete
now the lines are drawn
Large sephents over reach
to a Gypsy flute...

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Vultures roam about a hundred miles a day
In search of carrion, survival's at play
Not the thrill of the kill
But for tummies to fill
Their kids called kettle, quickly gobble the prey...

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Featherbacks sliding through the air
trailing on the wind,
waiting for that carrion scent
to adorn their nostrils
pulling them to the feeding
    hop, skip, jump
tear a piece of flesh
flutter back and scarf it down....

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Icy branches
Crack in rhythm
Snap, pop, pop.
Laughing limbs swing
Unawares.
Hate strikes.
Bodies 
Lie crumpled.
Eagles soar
Then dive.
Stiffened wings are
Vultures carrion.
Bodies lie
Trampled,
Insides torn outside....

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Hay is threshed by the rotor blades,
Hay along with the arms,
Legs, and heads of the milking maids,
Down on the carrion farms.

Farmer Misogynist reaps his yield—
Satan nurtured the crop—
Psychopathology wet the field—
Whing!  Now the rotor blade lops!...

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HAIKU - LATERAL THINKING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


watch this carrion crow
thought to be a human trait
lateral thinking

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Check the link, if you haven't seen it before you'll be amazed! 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p01r0md3...

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red ants are dancing
standing on the edge of the elephant's ear

on the carrion
vultures are swooping,
coyotes gulping down it in the watchful care

the elephant dies in unseen
and graves into the hungry stomach of scavengers 



-Monday, June 3, 2019 Chattogram...

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Broken Wing


I am left alone
a bird of prey
feasting on carrion
wasting my talent
roosting on the ground
unable to grasp
the inevitable
longing for the wind’s
warm updraft
to lift me
from flightless
death


4/16/2017

submitted to – BROKEN WING – Poetry Contest...

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Many men fallen, 
Carcass, the vultures calling
Survival twisted
 
Even in blizzards
Spot the circling buzzards spy;
Carrion cleaners
 
Birds of prey, pray swoop
Deceased unaware souls lost
Carried on the winds.
 
 
Tribute to Leon Stacey's " Casualties of War "...

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Winter migrants arrive with welcome calls
 the Indian Summer falters,and falls
 
Sycamore seeds twirl and twist
Onto a fairy-ring fungus tryst

Stink horn capped with slime,
As carrion beetles pass the time.

 
Yellowed leaves drift and decompose
into next year's cellulose....

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over
the stubble
carrion crows-
the game-keeper heads home
for tea

NOTE:A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2
no title and last two(or three) lines being a surprise/comment on the first three
lines &was created by American poet Denis Garrison...

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The prisoner


Neath the sword of Damocles
the vassal lays supine
gazing up at bitter fate
an endless space of time
threadbare death above him
Hades there below
sacrificial fodder
carrion for the crow
echoing inside his head
he hears the gavel fall
liberty and truth betrayed
injustice for us all...

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