Whales Poems - Poems about Whales

I will always be grateful to whales… for one simple reason why: The first time I saw a whale fly I thought… if he can do it so can I. ...

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I will always be grateful to whales… for one simple reason why: The first time I saw a whale fly I thought… if he can do it so can I. ...

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May we all at least once on our lifetime (because oh what a thrill it brings) be blessed to be in attendance… when a whale starts to sing. ...

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Have you ever watched whales sleep? They have this wonderful adaptation. They float effortlessly in the water…a kind of suspended animation. Have you ever watched a baby sleep? If you ever have the chance to you’ll see how in a dreamland they float effortlessly…a lot like whales do. It seems we’re similar in a myriad of ways with...

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I'm born to kill. My name betrays brutality in each grim ton. I'm all my moniker portrays. I'm born to kill. But can I stop what I've begun as my great appetite obeys a blood urge? Can it be undone? Will once I learn to change my ways? Will I break through to see the sun, so, my genes won't say all...

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Clicks, whistles and pulsed calls coming from whales you can't see Within the compounds, no walls only ocean water and Captain Lee Sonograms and ultrasounds, its a joy when whale voices are heard ! Binoculars views, soon they deploy leviathans swim without a word The echo returns not for they do run free always...

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Pink skies infest the starry dark. Pest sprays reject the fireflies’ spark. Bald eagles chopped by green windmills. Right whales lie beached as sonar kills. Rage that I can no longer view, Bids my sense of wonder adieux....

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Singers in the cold dark Atlantic Sea Humpback whales crooning for free Complex songs that are repeated for hours Just one of the ocean’s mighty powers...

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Sperm Whales From this Tuesday until I die sperm whales will no longer secrete the waxy stuff used in producing make-up. That’s why all the make-up wearers are no longer talking to sperm whales. ...

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Animal Poems 3 These poems about animals include man's best friend, dogs, as well as cats, hamsters, whales, sea lions, caterpillars, butterflies, and even snails! Hell-Bound Hounds by Michael R. Burch We have five dogs and every one’s a sinner! I swear it’s true—they’ll steal each other’s dinner! They’ll hump before they’re married. That’s unlawful! They’ll even screw in public. Eek,...

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After the Poetry Recital by Michael R. Burch Later there’ll be talk of saving whales over racks of lamb and flambéed snails. Hell-Bound Hounds by Michael R. Burch We have five dogs and every one’s a sinner! I swear it’s true—they’ll steal each other’s dinner! They’ll hump before they’re married. That’s unlawful! They’ll even screw in public. Eek, so awful! And when it’s time for...

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What happens when someone falls out of love? Is there a single, frozen in amber, sanctimonious moment when you decide you’re too good for whomever - the falling-out moment - where imperfections are revealed like a magic trick? “Huh,” you find yourself saying, “Weren’t you cuter, half-an-hour ago? Or is it a slow, drip, drip, drip Chinese-water-torture-like seepage? Maybe breakups are...

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Minke Whales and The Songs They Sing Their vocals were serene like those of Smokey 007 humming beneath the ocean's waves The peaceful lyrics they sang ignited ripples of saltwater tears from the roaring spring tides beneath the constellation tainted sky ...

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Jonah, praying in the great fish, with putrid slime on red eyelids, has the sudden faith of near death - sings on the beach, fish-vomit in his beard. Whale-songs drift, doubts echo, luring a pod to sand spits where waves throw up bones. ...

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Beneath the sun-kissed sky of Coastal California's domain, Where Pacific waves meet the land, an eternal refrain. Golden shores stretch along the rugged terrain, A canvas painted with nature's utmost pertain. Majestic cliffs rise with stoic grace, Overlooking the ocean's vast embrace. Seagulls glide on the breeze, a ballet in the air with grace As the salty mist weaves tales without balance. Beneath...

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