Animal Poems
Away, Melancholy
by Stevie Smith
Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.
Are not the trees green,
The earth as green?
Does not the wind blow,
Fire leap and the rivers flow?
Away melancholy.
The ant is busy
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On Living
by Nâzım Hikmet
I
Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example--
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation.
Living is no laughing matter:
you must take it seriously,
so much so and to such a degree
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Basket Of Figs
by Ellen Bass
Bring me your pain, love. Spread
it out like fine rugs, silk sashes,
warm eggs, cinnamon
and cloves in burlap sacks. Show me
the detail, the intricate embroidery
on the collar, tiny shell buttons,
the hem stitched the way you were taught,
pricking just a thread, almost invisible.
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What Can We Do?
by Charles Bukowski
at their best, there is gentleness in Humanity.
some understanding and, at times, acts of
courage
but all in all it is a mass, a glob that doesn't
have too much.
it is like a large animal deep in sleep and
almost nothing can awaken it.
when activated it's best at brutality,
selfishness, unjust judgments, murder.
The New Dog
by Linda Pastan
Into the gravity of my life,
the serious ceremonies
of polish and paper
and pen, has come
this manic animal
whose innocent disruptions
make nonsense
of my old simplicities-
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What's Your Name?
by Gilligan Snolepart
Once upon a time
There was a bear called Bear
And a dog called Doug
and a cat called Cat
And a sheep call Hugh
And a dolphin called Delphine
And an Ox call Leon
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Animal Poems: Poems about Animals
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
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Pack
by Sally RoseForever prowling the slick rain stained streets, dazed and bathed by the moonlight and mother nature's embrace, you are graced by the wild wind as you shed your skin to the feral calls of your kin.
Continue readingGiraffe
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
browsing green treetops
with a grace that comes from height ~
head up in the clouds
El animal sin identidad
by Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS
Estoy en el fondo
de un ojo de agua
sin mi luz celular.
Disuelto sin tiempo,
siento que soy el sueño
del animal sin identidad.
HuGóS | 26-12-2020 | 8:21 p.m.
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James Bayard Taylor (1 poems about Animal)
11 January 1825 – 19 December 1878 / Chester County, Pennsylvania