Sloth Poems - Poems about Sloth

The grass blue butterfly looks a bit like a moth Bet you missed her completely said the arrogant sloth I admitted that I have never seen any like this. One just blew by you, she’s the size of a penny, you crazy old Miss!...

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Birds are flappy, fish are flippy. Lively creatures, they are both. Hares are hoppy and they're zippy. What gives with the sluggish sloth?...

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The sloth tried on all the running shoes in the store. Brand new clerk on commission’s heart gave a soar. She did not realize that sloth does this every day. But never buys a shoe, for running is not his way. He does it because he loved the colors, said her boss. If my supervisor would let me, I would...

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I found it curled in the shadow of what used to be a hospital. A slow hunch of fur, the color of old bark—like the forest had tried to grow itself a question. It didn’t look surprised to see me. Just blinked, as if measuring whether I was worth the glance. I sat cross-legged beside it, tore foil from a protein bar— offered the whole...

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I have neither the time, wherewithal or energy to find myself again Lost in the bowels of my hovel, I am too exhausted to begin the hunt Piles of clothing, empty boxes, bags of junk, have immobilized me If I was younger, if I had more energy, if I had more time. Excuses keep me immobile, immovable, in a...

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It pulls from the back of my eyes, heavy lulling my brain not to think, numbing laying down my head circuits shut down depressed Best way to describe it, I think The way it pulls me to sleep Losing time and mind, The longer I lay worse by day Truly, a demonic curse The self destroying sin, Sloth...

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Grandpa snored loud by the fire, Dreaming of treats he’d admire. He woke with a yawn, Found the cookies all gone— Seems the dog’s now our chief cookie buyer! ...

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Heavenly Father, hear my plea, Remove my sloth and set me free. Inspire my soul to reach its height, And fill my days with radiant light. Bring peace to soothe my troubled mind, Joy for the sorrow that I find. Instill in me a hopeful ray, To guide...

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Poem on Sloth and Nature Throws itself around on its tail, Trees wrapped between its globe, Shallow pools reflect in repeat It’s all it sees now, Dried up meadows, During the summer rays, The trees cool off, Humid air rises on, Delicate branches, Made just for itself, To wrap around, And hang upside down, Its world is all that it sees, The trees between each...

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On a long highway An adult sloth crossing Both lane cars in halt....

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Gone is the long day, filled with how and why ...

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It's back to the wilds, for the unexplored Panama's island, Pygmy Three-Toed Sloths. Tree huggers, twenty hours daily, course, lots of trees. Four of a kind, their fifth, record as the smallest. Clocked slow, a leaf lasts one month in its tummies till its slow slop drops. They're six pounds and twenty inches, a pop. Furs algae-fied hide them. Swim can be...

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he is lounging in the tree, snoring away yes, it is patterned sloth, enjoying his day how did he get painted? a child asks me. An artist and paints went up in the tree. Does he ever come down? the child asked. Not really because that would be a task. The sloth spends his day, enjoying his life. He is too lazy...

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I’m going to be very sloth like in my entishness today. No more whizzing ‘rund like a fly that’s lost it’s way! You want some coffee and coffee is what ye’ll get! But my eyes have only just opened and my limbs haven’t got there yet. You sometimes confuse the hell out of me but then again, you’re...

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They're unhurried But moss also grows on them So don't be a sloth...

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