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locust Jul 2021
i run
blanket tied loosely around my neck
mom says
i could choke
but i do not worry
if my cape gets caught i will shift
down
down
i become a frog
i leap, and my legs soar behind me
if i am snatched
by a bird
i will outstretch my arms and glide
down
down
a mighty hawk
i bellow, and the world turns to stone
if my wing
is clipped
i dig my fingers
down
down
anchoring with tiger claws
i pounce, and the villains fall
almighty
conqueror of nature
i relent, and the blanket falls to my feet
a poem about childhood
Diesel Jun 2021
Lonely bird, for whom do you wait?
Time has passed and still you sit:
Birdie, have you suffered as late?
You stand alone without a twitch:

The rain still cries this afternoon
Yet still you wet your feet on grass,
Thunderclouds yell at you too
But still you seem so botherless:

All alone by your lonesome self
Without a flock of birds or geese:
Funny duck, awkward bird
I wonder why you sit this eve.
Susan N Aassahde Apr 2021
ducklings wander
on the pen
California napkin
Jane Smith Apr 2021
This form
Like a dead cat in the street, I
Am roadkill, I am whatever you need me to be
A puppet
Shards of pink tinted glass under my nails
Under my skin
Love like a dream
Feeling like a dream
Addicted
To the dream
Give me water, blood
I tear apart this carcass
Slick with the allure of death
Release me from this casket
Lined with silver
Glittering
Rusted
Tired
labyrinth Apr 2021
I’ve never heard of a dishonest leopard
Or a cheating cheetah for that matter
I haven’t spoken with a corrupt eagle
Doing things I find rather illegal
I didn’t meet with a warlord grasshopper?
Nor a giraffe being the nastiest plotter
Never seen an ethnic massacre of sparrows carried out by pigeons
Or Panda’s killing koalas in the name of panda religion
Neither did I hear a drug-dealing squirrel
Nor a cat applicant with fake referral
Newspapers never read an alligator
Acting as the river’s agitator
No birds to sink so low being the bid-riggers
Or fish terrorists pulling the triggers
These are the problems that humans face
The ultra-superior, ultimate, master-race
These are not even problems, man! Just basics
And we succeed to fail in all. Let’s face it
Being the only incompatible creature
Of the whole system, we call nature
Answer me this! Who are the irrationals?
Honestly though! Us idiots or them animals?
HOW TO BECOME HUMAN
Creativity makes a man a thinker. And the best way to raise your standard of living is to raise your standard of thinking.
Thinking faculty is the only diversity between human and lower beasts. Everyone is an animal positive thinking turns a person
a human. It's scientific universal known that we are higher animals and a dog like is classified lower. So therefore every persons have to be optimistically positive. That's true quality of human. It's how to become a human. Upgrade your standard of thinking.
#c9_fm
labyrinth Mar 2021
In the tiger mood
Fox acted airy and rude
It did not look good
Juliana Mar 2021
A glass box, sitting on the wooden shelf carved
by an unknown soul, in an unknown time.
The box is solid, invisible, humane.
The creature who lives there is trapped,
yet he does not know anything else.

This box, his glass prison, is his whole world.
His freedom, his nature, it is here he travels
from one side of his spaceless cage to another,
searching for a purpose; a meaning.

Yet how can there be any meaning
when one’s life consists of a water jug,
filed down wood trimmings, a few brown
pellets, and a spinning wheel.

The wheel, and its monotonous motion,
saddens me. There is no destination, no
ending goal, just energy wasted on a lifetime
of potential. The poor creature had such
potential. If only he could leave his cage.
Susan N Aassahde Mar 2021
early spring
for chimes of pink
on belle snow
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