"chordata" poems
Chordata found land for share
no Bovid, no beast of malice
Nubians' return to valley of Giza
Markhor now alive past desolate Hungza
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 5:27 PM UTC
Chordata's horns flourished for them
trekking in dirt with bah
searching hills of solid Earth
mammals' head toward A welkin world
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 5:23 PM UTC
As you study zoology further you will come to relearn that veins bring blood back to the lungs,
Across the kingdom animalia & a few others including Aves & Reptilia, Mammalia & Chordata,
From lungs the re-oxygenated blood is re-pumped around the body by our rhythmic heartbeats.
In my body it's a bit different I guess, yes it's different!
Your name has crept up my veins and I just feel your Kreepy name sounding with every heartbeat.
:)
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 6:24 AM UTC
Bovid's cloven hooves press Earth
near end for Chordata
alas, mysterious Nubian's form line
thousands Ibexes' from the welkin world
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 10:26 PM UTC
Markhor gallops the Hungza-Nagar no more
pierced by new-age man spear
his tales lie within naive antlers
Chordata, you must gallop past the Hungza
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 5:25 PM UTC
Trail leads Chordata to Oreamnos
how trespass did not flow
I call Gaur, A Bovid of evil
to the caves until arrival of mammal beast
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 5:25 PM UTC
Chordata, come, kneel before me
I, Markhor, praise you
I am you, in elder form
A goat with gallons of rock yet seen
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 10:24 PM UTC
Screaming, Lord cut the moon’s craters
Feasts of Saturnalia
A Christian cradle rocked by star lit satyrs
Hominidae, Chordata, Angelus Mammalia
The bough broke, blood crescent in
Declination
First steps stir the Ocean of Storms
Frankincense, Myrrh,
And Damnation
So sung are hymns, harvested lullabies,
Libations
Time, the Christ teeters as a top
Narration
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 12:27 PM UTC
The more I learn, the more
I realize how little I know…
which insightful, gutsy,
entrancing, catchy apothegm
attributed to Socrates by way of Plato
subsequently self ranking myself
amidst Phylum Chordata with the Dodo bird
Class Aves (namely
said extinct flightless winged creature
with a mass of 29 – 51 pounds Oh!)
once endemic to the island of Mauritius,
east of Madagascar in the Indian Ocean,
none would be espied,
no matter how thorough
going across aquatic spreadsheet,
one might row
eventually coordinating
dropping vertical column in toto
arriving back to original
mentally ponderous premise
gamboling feint enroute to see
Old Man Wizard Of Oz
meets Crow Medicine Show
pitching thy quasi recursive query - bro
ching concurrence with another maxim to boot
“ignorance iz bliss”, which lack o'learn'n
doss appeal to this old coot,
yet such pithy accordance came
to this smart *** to late,
a mister wordsmith
with a palm pilot maximum glute
clamors (at risk of life and limb) to hoot
and holler when new kernel
of knowledge gleaned finds me mute
as if raw bit of savored information akin
to unearthing a rare gem,
or rare species of newt
temporarily allaying fervent quest to root
thru hefty tomes of great literature,
and tracts that suit
many other subjects,
less to be arrogant and toot
my own horn, but more so...
to satisfy an increasingly
insatiable hunger grow
wing nsync with unquenchable
thirsty ambition less for dough
(cuz bing po'
with treasure trove of voluminous
expansive bookish notions doth shaw
surpass becoming suddenly wealthy tin *** hustlers
with un hewn fifty nine shades of gray straw
this haint no cowardly lion seeking Androcles
to extract thorn from hum my faux paws.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC