Tasmanian Devil like, is how my brain does behave
But calm and peace are all that I crave
Not seeking material riches, just want internal stillness
Can be tiring intermittently fighting an invisible illness
Hard sometimes when sitting down to reflect
How did this happen, what did I do, what did I neglect
Often wonder if the excessive drinking caused me harm
Whatever the reason, the brain is unable to maintain much sense of calm
Never want to be a burden, causing loved ones sadness or tension
So if I get to a place of having no real comprehension
When the eyes are staring but there’s nothing to see
Be strong with hard decisions, is how I’d like you to be
When the lights go out, forget the darkness if possible please
Just smile on good memories like a warm summer breeze
Categories:
tasmanian devil, dark, health, how i
Form: Rhyme
I
Some words remain prophetic through time
Giving and yielding fruit
Like Jeremiah (29:11); Ezekiel on my heart
Of wickedness that will shock even me
Unless someone heals My heart of stone
Isaiah knew too I am fearfully, wonderfully made
Like tigers or wolverines & the Tasmanian Devil
II
When God created all & more
His masterpieces came effortlessly
He did not sweat it out, willed most of it
Perhaps chose to "dirty" His fingers with Adam & Eve
That personal touch, his signature
And we use words creatively as He did
In his image, then
Declare masterfully:
LET THERE BE LIGHT
Categories:
tasmanian devil, encouraging, environment, philosophy, power,
Form: Didactic
The howling could be coyote or wolf
The screaming is Tasmanian devil or banshee
Wait, is there such a thing?
I meant bobcat
It is evening now
Time for the nocturnal creatures to come out in full force
The puma, lynx and fox hunt down the prey that does not hide well
There are so many creatures, all tasty.
Where to begin?
Who to eat first?
A scream
Could have been a bunny or a mouse.
Dinner now
The moon shows shadows on the forest floor
a Luna moth glides by
the mosquitoes begin their feeding frenzy
Sucking the blood of mammals like tiny vampires
Bullfrog begins croaking a bit more loudly
Firefly flits around confidently
The evening has begun for the night creatures
Written 6-5-2022
Poetry Contest: Creatures of the Night
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Categories:
tasmanian devil, animal, night,
Form: Free verse
Pups, imps, joeys, wiggling tailed marsupials, hunting in parties of five.
Deadly facial cancer has killed lots of us, it’s a wonder I am still alive.
I screech when I eat, carrion, my utmost favorite food, road kill.
My aggression insured me at babyhood alive I would be still.
There were fifty in my litter, but only four teats so we scrappers had to fight.
Growling and viciously, snarling at each other, slapping away nice ones in the night.
Our mother was grabbed by a caveman devil who dragged her off by the neck.
I was incensed, and promptly chased after them, thinking “what the heck?”
Some of my siblings were frightened out of the old hollow log,
not many decided to stay.
I was not one of them. I showed my teeth,
and my aggressors promptly ran away.
Wombats, wallabies, opossums and other animals on this island of mine.
Steer clear of my hollow log, knowing I will
snap them up and eat them in no time.
Categories:
tasmanian devil, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Rhyme
turbulent dark wind...
tasmanian devil cloud...
rotating descends…
2-13-17
Categories:
tasmanian devil, weather, wind,
Form: Haiku
They had gathered at a spooky castle,
The moon was full and bright,
Located on the Scottish moor
The party started late at night.
The werewolf was there
With his hair done out with gell,
Lochy arrived in his scale-mobile,
His green outfit looked so swell.
Vampires from Transylvania
Sat in the corner drinking blood,
The Yetie and the Yowie
Were dancing with a thud.
The Tasmanian Devil was screaming
As he did a loop-de-loop,
His dancing really out of hand
As he landed in Sasquatch's soup.
The monster music suddenly stopped,
Everyone stood and looked in awe,
You see it was the party host,
The Headless Ghost from County Core.
"Do not stop for me my friends,
Fun you're having I can see,
But if you spot a head that looks quite dead
Kindly return it here to me."
Categories:
tasmanian devil, children, funny, scary,
Form: Rhyme
I travelled into my thoughts
To somewhere I've never been
The horrors that awaited me
Took me to our human extreme
I cried when I looked through
The windows of our past
And marvelled at what she gave us
I was left in total aghast
In the year two thousand and six
Seven hundred and eighty four
That graced the lands we borrow
Were shown the extinction door
The Tasmanian Devil never nasty
To the Wolves that roamed Alba's land
The Dodo so strange a bird
Were in natures future plans
Twenty eleven now awaits us
Whilst us humans continually strive
Nine hundred and five is now the total
That will never be found alive
Us humans, before we go to sleep
Their falling of the edge of the world
But hey! we'll never change
We're ignorant, and incredibly absurd
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-13.php
Categories:
tasmanian devil, angst, animals, history, hope,
Form: Quatrain