Short Scavengers Poems

Corrupt politicians sleep
In each other's beds
While I hide my gold from them...

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battle between bucks
	deadly duel-decided ~
		scavengers spectate

(November Full Moon – Dakota and Lakota)...

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Seagulls

winged scavengers

cleaning coastal waters

loud, extremely quarrelsome birds

scroungers....

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Hyenas are really no laughing matter
In fact they're scavengers, if you see one, scatter
They'll bite your bum
Their dinner you'll become
Unceremoniously, don't need a silver platter...

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Hyenas are really no laughing matter
In fact they're scavengers, if you see one, scatter
They'll bite your bum
Their dinner you'll become
Unceremoniously, they don't use a silver platter...

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Church bells rang in stark fanfare

Ghosts gleamed sprightly rescue flare

Bones crumbled the dance on immortal grave

Scavengers of death forgot to behave

Until souls gave them a scare


03rd January 2020...

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As time shortens
The aisles fill
Hollow-eyed scavengers
Prowling ransacked shelves
The challenge
Of the “tic-toc” clock
Santa will get the credit
They will get the debit
As they sit deluded
Batteries not included
...

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Nothing works here 
people are just scavengers 
off past civilisations
even the atoms are complaining
not enough for anyone
illusions the mainstay of life
this is a post nuclear error world
one of many destroyed
whengod gave up on it....

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I am a bird of prey.
I will hunt down the timid
And devour them with my hooked beak.
I will find the weak
And rip them open with my talons.
I am the falcon.
I am the rabbit.
I will leave my own remains
For the scavengers
And fly home....

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Rodents that stealthily invade a home,
Agile and able to crawl through tight spaces.
Troublesome pests that chew holes and leave droppings,
Scurrilous scavengers with beady-eyed faces.

8/23/13
For Andrea Dietrich's Four Letter Word Acrostic contest....

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Murder of crows
Murder of crows
Ornithologists hate it
Wanting to rename it

Murder of crows
Murder of crows
The black scavengers earned it
Not caring in the least

Murder of crows
Murder of crows
I would like to retain it
It fits in their pleats...

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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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The fruit lies to waste upon the ground surrounding the tree
Animals, scavengers, seek to find any morsel, satisfying need
Oblivious to the tree’s tears of loss and lament of winter struggle
They creatures poke, search, consume and toss
These are the cycles of survival...

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Like a pride of starving lions,

lust's uncontrollable appetites fell upon the

herd of tamed virtues 

devouring them to the last

leaving behind only the carcasses

of lofty ideals

for

evil's scavengers to feast! 







© Demetrios Trifiatis
      11 January 2018...

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witching hillside shore
a nocturnal seagulls drools
at the old bottle

dead invertebrates
gulls scavengers eating
most things clean or not


listing hillside shore
the nocturnal seagulls drools
into the bottle 

3/2/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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They come.
  Dark winged shadows in the sun,
    a dozen, two, maybe more on the run.
Winged crows, no, ravens four score
  hovering than landing on the earthen floor.
Small birds and squirrels once feeding
  scoot away from the sudden heaving
these scavengers in flight
  create dismay not delight....

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War torn battlefields
Political flop
Who'll pick up the pieces
When they've taken what they've got?

Blood thirsty animals
Scavengers at dawn
Who'll pick up the pieces
When everything is gone?

Disease, decay, rotting flesh
Not a word being said
Who'll pick up the pieces
When everything is dead?...

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I left the nest one night,
  Fell out!
  My very first flight.
  Sparkling dew sprinkled across my feathers.
  Soared and twisted in the air,
  Swinging wings,
  I beat the air!
  Scavengers saw me from below.
  Pounced!
  When I got to low.
  Lost my heart and a wing,
  Lost my flight.
  But I can still sing!...

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IN AN AWARENESS CASE OF WAR

Murder is a crime,
Unless it’s in war;
Then it’s all legal:
The death penalty
For the innocent:-

Our reality,
Is not of heaven:-
Wars have no angels;
Only its demons:
Scavengers of peace:-

Oh, let’s be of faith,
Laboring in love;
God is on our side,
And has canvassed hope:
Armageddon:-
...

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Woven lines patterned like the black widow's silk. 
Resting upon the face and the hands.
Insidious, the crow perches on skin once like milk.
Nestled in laugh lines, the years' stark demands.
Kings and Queens reign, then they, too, grow old.
Looking back at all the scavengers stole.
Each wrinkle a regret, the grave dagger's dole....

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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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SCAVENGERS


The night sun buries his face to earth,
Slowly suspending his daily harvest -
Piles of colour and heaps of brightness 
In oast house and warm barn.


Rays of darkness  
Speed across the twilight 
Sky, steal into small corners of the loft,
Scavengers ransacking the day.
Greens devoured by omnivores;
Nothing left but black....

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A FAITH-BASED PERSPECTIVE
OF WAR AND ITS DESTINY 

Murder is a crime
Unless it’s in war;
Then it’s all legal:
A death penalty
For the innocent:-

Our reality,
Is not of heaven;
Wars have no angels:
Only its demons;
Scavengers of peace:-

Yet, let’s be of faith,
Laboring in love
God is on our side,
And has canvassed hope:
ARMAGEDDON:-
...

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The hammers that my hands became
once reached so desperately to be held
I'm surprised they don't remember the shape,
that they've changed so much.

My mouth sang songs once.
My heart beat for everyone around me,
Bled 
for everyone around me.

When the scavengers slink into
my tomb
will they cry?

Will they know nothing should be this bitter?
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Red juicy apples lying across 
round pumpkin fields
terrifying the scavengers

Black yowls 
dusting up the corn rows
Softening up the cats

Hallows Eve
Waiting around the corner
Eager to shake up the spiders

Witches 
Stirring October’s brew
In apple tree cauldron

Trick—or-Treaters
tromping from house to house
scared of nothing

Halloween Magic...

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