"Resurrected Dawn"
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance,
The Dire Wolf's howl, a haunting trance,
Echoes through the ravaged land,
As humans tremble, at their own hand.
The scientists' hubris, a fatal flaw,
Unleashed the beasts, in a world gone raw,
The T-Rex stalks, with calculated stride,
The Triceratops, with armor, does reside.
The Pteranodon's wings, a darkening sky,
As humans cower, with a desperate cry,
The Saber-toothed Tiger, with eyes aglow,
Prowls the ruins, where cities once did grow.
The planet's reborn, in a primal scream,
As ancient monsters, reclaim their dream,
The humans, a fragile, quivering throng,
Must adapt, or perish, in this resurrected wrong.
The Dire Wolf's pack, a ruthless might,
Hunts down the last, of humanity's light,
Yet, in their eyes, a glimmer of fear,
As they confront, the creatures they did bring here.
The world is lost, in a bygone age,
Where humans are prey, and beasts do engage,
Their primal instincts, a force so bold,
The future's uncertain, as the past unfold.
In this resurrected dawn, where monsters roam,
Humanity's fate, is a desperate, final home.
Categories:
triceratops, angel, anniversary, beauty, bible,
Form: Rhyme
Roses are dead, triceratops is blue
Vampires would gag at the taste of old you
We are stuck together, both chubby toward totally fat
You are my soul mate; what do you say to that?
Your skin is all wrinkled, but to me you’re a match.
We are suited, we two, as well as any Sasquatch.
Forcing rhymes to show my love is what I am doing today.
Want to come over to my house and whistle and play?
We might both be beefy and age spotted and totally long in the tooth.
But I’m a better match than that girlfriend you used to have –Ruth.
Oh, heck, that old crone is there with you, reading this text?
Forget it now, Romeo. With your attitude I am totally vexed.
Categories:
triceratops, age,
Form: Rhyme
Your a child
i heard at my death
honed my palate
on ironed brews
maleficent was hot
even pre angels lean
theres me talking to myself behind my back
Losing distance in a musical haze
If only he would ho me ld
One once once
Two too to
Three tree triceratops
Slicing light in twain
with a shadows skim
oopsing the moments
Categories:
triceratops, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Mummy took us to the zoo
she hoped it wouldn’t bore us
In truth I think that mummy knew
we’d see a Brontosaurus
I stroked a small Triceratops
it had a tiny pink horn
I fed him all my chocolate drops
the keeper eyed me with scorn
I kissed a Tyrannosaurus Rex
When I climbed a big step ladder
Mom did all the safety checks
else the keeper would get madder
We were chased by a big Diplodocus
I could hear him snapping his jaws
Then he turned and he winked at us
and began to lick his huge paws
One dinosaur wore dark glasses
and tried so hard to ignore us
His breed no other surpasses
it’s a Doyouthinkhesawrus!
DINOSAUR(S) - FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
3/7/19
Categories:
triceratops, animal, fantasy, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Tyrannosaurus have come to bore us
till the next Jurassic Park movie’s nigh
Archaeopteryx’s feathers look more like sticks
who believes this lizard could fly?
Triceratops were dutiful pops
still the kids got a horn in the eye,
though Hadrosaurus were really flatus
their duckbill toots were just a sigh.
But with Comet Chicxulub,
Dinos joined the extinct club
though bird descendants remain
and if we don’t get our act together
Homo-sapiens’ fate will be the same.
Categories:
triceratops, children, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme
Miss Lily wishes happy holidays
Little kiddos dancing to draw in the sunny days
Johnny, Tiny, Minnie, Stella, Jimmy in glee
to colour the Dinos in their books
with glitter, rainbow, many crazy looks
Lazy Johnny dreams in pride
A jaunty and jolly Jobaria tail ride
Tiny creates colorful horns for Triceratops
In all hues and shades of her lollipop
Minnie paints some green sauce for cutie Minmi
Licking her chocolate she paints its armor all brown and light
Bursts into peels of laughter at the sight
Little Stella splashes yellow on Stegosaur back
Dreams of drawing all her friends on its bony plate frock
Little Jimmy dreams of going to school on a Velociraptor
Makes him the captain of his toy helicopter
A uniform and cap for his Dino pal he draws
Paints a tie and shoes for his cool paws
It’s a wonder world of dinos, colours and golden spots
For all these sprightly tiny tots
Categories:
triceratops, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Free verse
Extinct
I drew it right here.
I need some answers.
Who took it?....and why?
It was red and blue…
right here……red and blue.
It was a Triceratops.
“Extinct!” -- “It didn’t stinked”
“It was “boot-e-ful”.
©4/17/2019
photo # 1
Categories:
triceratops, children, imagination, rain,
Form: Free verse
I was talking to a Triceratops,
About the age-old, meaning of life.
He said, he didn’t have the answer,
But, would go and ask his wife.
Moments later he returned,
Disappointment, etched over his face.
She said, “it’s no good asking me,”
We got wiped out;
by a thing, from Outer Space.
Categories:
triceratops, funny, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Equanimity is like that—
great for day by day.
Triceratops comes out to play
among the smilers, scoffing
at his claimed reality;
the screams are left there,
hanging for a time,
when creativity refuses
to be stuffed back in the box.
The poor old fellow, horns and all,
will not be taken seriously,
no matter how he mugs
before the camera; believers yawn
until the soldiers join the march
behind the flags and pretty girls
with pretty legs--and then the band!
Our ugly, born again,
intrepid hero with his plated armor
never had a chance;
it is his destiny to be unloved
and munch his vegetables,
and sink into the pit
that feeds the armed machine
far past the Pleistocene
that hovers there
above his dream.
~
Categories:
triceratops, allegory,
Form: Free verse
Tyrannosaurus bit the dust;
Velociraptor, too.
Triceratops and stegosaurus
Vanished from our view.
We’ve all heard of extinction,
Which is where the dinos went;
But a “saurus” fled that fate
And did survive, to some extent.
What I speak of is thesaurus,
Thick and mighty in its power.
The words it holds inside
Should make a lowly mortal cower.
Yet one can access what it hides
And tame it for its treasure.
A little effort lets one reap
Rewards too huge to measure.
Alas, most folks are not aware
This cryptic beast exists;
Thus, lackluster vocabulary
Sorrily persists.
If writers do not nurture it
Before their words are inked,
Someday soon the grand thesaurus
Will join those who are extinct.
for PD's Dinosaur contest
Categories:
triceratops, on writing and words,
Form: Rhyme
My son rises each morning and easily awakes;
He runs into my room and gives me a hardy shake.
There is no sleepiness in the sound of his excited voice;
The things that he says to me make me smile; I have no choice;
“Dad, Count Dooku has light sabers of both red and green!”
Or, “The triceratops is the funniest dinosaur I’ve ever seen!”
Or, “The polecat is the same animal as the skunk.”
Or, “I wish I could take a shower under an elephant trunk.”
There was, “Dad, I think orange is the color that I now like the best.”
And, “Can we go outside today to look for a treasure chest.”
One morning he said, “You know, mealworms can really stink.”
Once it was, “Dad, I saw a tarantula, swimming in our sink.”
Sometimes he tries to whisper, but he hasn’t mastered the technique yet;
I’ve told him not to shake so hard, but often he forgets.
Some people use an alarm clock or a rooster to help them rise;
But me? I have my bubbly son to help open up my eyes.
Categories:
triceratops, sonson, me, me, morning,
Form: Rhyme
Ya gotta love them.
Huge, wild, extinct, Flintstone's bus....
Tyrannosaurus.
Rex was his last name.
He disappeared all the same....
Ice age was to blame!!
Triceratops too.
And if he ever said boo...
Would scare even you!!!
*For SKAT's "Dinosaurs" contest
Categories:
triceratops, animals, funny, history, loss,
Form: Haiku
Dinosaurs-A Triceratops
by Rick Rucker
A triceratops,
Plodding along so slowly,
Suddenly he stops
Categories:
triceratops, nature
Form: Haiku