"velociraptor" poems
I am loud,
Demanding attention.
I know when I am being charming
Because I try.
I put on my impressing face
And do my impressing hair
And speak my impressing words.
I tell you my embarrassing drinking stories
And everything else about me
That you probably shouldn’t know.
I am not good at being quiet
Because that’s not who I am.
I am not the sweet girl
Who will leave you with a smile
And a touch
And a glance
Or a single word.
There is nothing of this fashion of romance
About me.
I am the girl who will point out your flaws,
And take you outside to see the stars,
And remind you how human you are,
And what a wonderful thing that is.
I am the girl who will talk about science,
And music and theology and history,
And point out constellations, laughing,
When you don’t know the big dipper’s name.
I am the girl who will make witty references,
To classic literature and science fiction,
And will tell you stories of how I once,
Made a gingerbread replica of a lighthouse.
I am the girl who will stand on a table,
And sing at the top of my lungs on the highway,
And act like a chicken or quail or velociraptor,
Or nuzzle your face like a lion to make a point.
I am the girl who takes too many shots
And then coaxes you to bed on a Russian liver,
And knows all the right places to bite, and tease,
And follows with exceptionally coherent pillow-talk.
I am not a thin silk scarf on the wind.
I am not a thing hard to capture.
You would not spend a perilous journey
Through a wild, perfumed jungle,
Searching for my slender garments
Hung beside a pool
As I wail to the breeze.
Rather, I am the bird who flies overhead
Making too much noise
Distracting from the trail ahead.
A bird whose plumage proves
What an interesting life it must be…
What a colorful life for me…
Perpetually strange
The lone comic relief.
I am many things.
But I am not quiet.
Of this I am sure.
Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 6:27 AM UTC
Someone once said,
"A good pun is it's own reword."
But a bad pun
makes me want to strangle a newborn kitten
and then dropkick it into the Cretaceous Period
where it will hopefully be eaten by a Velociraptor
then **** out in a pool of molten lava
and preserved under the earth for the rest of time
but forgotten and ignored by all.
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
Upon the loss of the dinosaurs, so plentiful,
Back in the land before time when life wasn’t so dull,
Tall trees, blue skies, green grasses, deep dark water,
Nature as it was meant to be, with volcanoes that couldn’t be hotter.
This was the world you lived in before it came to an end.
A meteor? A flood? Maybe. But obviously it was something you could not mend.
Velociraptor, T-Rex, Triceratops, you’re all gone.
A species once so valiant, nobody stood in their way, not one.
Shaping some of the animals we have today, dinosaurs are like, square one.
From a 40ft menace to a lone iguana, isn’t evolution fun?
The highlight of the prehistoric era,
If you think I’m awkward because of my enthusiasm for dinos, then call me Michael Cera.
Like a bad ending to a good movie,
Your demise was something that nobody wanted to see.
The world would be a better place with a dinosaur here and there.
Some people wouldn’t be a fan, but does it sound like I care?
I think every single dinosaur is badass,
Even the herbivores that only eat grass.
If you’re the type of person that’s glad dinosaurs are dead,
Then I wish it was YOU that was hit by the meteor instead.
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 8:56 PM UTC
I was melting, right here, finding every. thing.,
a little (too) bright,uneven,on the couch,
when you called me I felt my
throat tighten- breathed in-
your name on a screen.
thesecondtolastring
“It’s all about timing.”
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
**** all, **** all, **** all
Sweet ***** Adams, sweet ***** Adams, sweet ***** Adams
**** all, **** all, **** all
There's **** all you can rip off that can't be ripped off
****** all you can spit that can't be spat
**** all you can jabber but you can wot how to fiddle the velociraptor
Page—3 girl's always ready for a chat
There's **** all you can **** that can't be ******
No one you can stuff that can't be stuffed
Sweet **** all you can ***** but you can wot how to vegetate you swanky metronome
Über—babe's loose
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all, sweet ***** Adams
**** all is all you need
**** all, **** all, **** all
Sweet ***** Adams, sweet ***** Adams, sweet ***** Adams
**** all, **** all, **** all
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all, sweet ***** Adams
**** all is all you need
There's **** all you can have carnal knowledge of that isn't *****
**** all you smell that isn't uncorked
Thumbs down on the spot you lunch box be on the spot that isn't on the spot you're meant rubbing shoulders be spot on
Blonde's thick
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all, sweet ***** Adams
**** all is all you need
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all
All you need is **** all, sweet ***** Adams
**** all is all you need
****** all is all you need
That is all you thirst
That is all you lust
That is all you desiderium
That is all you la nostalgie de la boue
Mar 24, 2010
Mar 24, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
.*lex lupus / fuchs zwischen wölfe: ******* Mowglí, somehow... death to the pirate, the one-eyed... Dajjal and the "concept" of money... Tom Petty died... Wayne Static died... the media? zero coverage... so... it's not like they care.. but when they do care, i care: in order to not care.*
you do know
that if you keep pushing
the wrong buttons,
the lone wolf phenomenon,
will become a wolf pact,
a lex lupus...
you know that, don't you?
it would take 3 ****** Jihadi
terrorists to take out 71 civilians...
it takes
one lone wolf Norwegian
to take out 69 civilians...
we. are, horde...
**** your little get-together
wine parties...
i'd rather shove a shoe lodged
into a pineapple up my ***
than listen to this sort of ********
better dead,
than having to attempt a death
while. "trying"...
but wolves do not hunt in groups...
well...
some sorry ************ to howl
at the moon!
who did what?
is there any proof?
there isn't any proof?!
so... what's the argument?!
none...
so...
batman lego movie
giggles all over again?
you irritated me,
just to say this much about
falling in love
with Val Kilmer!
lone wolves...
who's who...
Mr. Speaker / Chief Whip?!
it takes about 3 Jihadis...
to **** as many people
as a "lone wolf" Norwegian...
i was just about
to mind the I.Q. test...
wolves don't hunt
outside a pact of a brigade...
wolves are the closest
associate of the velociraptor...
shove a fox among them?
52 people died from
3 Jihadi associates...
Breivik killed 77 people...
see the ratio?
wolves are not solitary
animals...
they have a pact...
foxes... foxes are solitary
creatures...
thought it was the plain said,
otherwise reiteration
of the "already" said obvious;
so no mention of Jihadi
retards?! no? nothing?!
3 Jihadists killed less people
than a single Norwegian...
oh my... oh my my...
please keep these idiots
on the beach, in the desert,
herding sheep or what not...
keep them busy engaged in
harems...
or whatever the **** they
get up to...
please... keep them away from
what is becoming a sensation of:
a boiling kettle.
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
It waits
for the exact moment
to lunge at its prey
hidden in the ferns and fauna
fangs like butcher knives
lodged deep in its throat
a gurgling sound is heard
through the dark shot of brush
whistling the trembling leaves.
And there’s not one or two,
but three of them, crouched low
so near to me that I can hear
their heavy reptilian nostrils
breathing in and out
they are my nightmares
ready to devour
but I am not scared
because they are only vicious creatures
in a dream
and I am a dinosaur wrangler
and I know what I’m doing.
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC
A strawberry-blonde,
buck tooth,
dinosaur lovin' kid
is the purest thing
I think I've ever been.
Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 1:47 AM UTC
**** me in The Creation Museum in Petersburg, Kentucky. We’ll rut around in the artificial grass, taking in the beautiful world God created just 6000 years ago. Adam & Eve will pass us knowing glances and smiles while a velociraptor stands idly by, chewing on greenery. I know He says it’s an Abomination, but you’re just so god ****** cute and the talking snake says it’s cool. When we’re finished, Eve will ask if we’re hungry. She’ll hand me a shining red apple.
Jul 14, 2014
Jul 14, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
I watched a bullet shooting straight,
shooting straight at me.
It spiraled, twisted and danced.
Then smiled with a grin so wide it ripped at the seams.
It growled and pushed straight on.
I pursed my lips to hold the scream.
It fought through the air
slashing with its teeth.
I would not run.
I would not duck.
I would not try to shield myself.
I would stare the bullet down.
Never waver, never shake, never show a trace of fear.
I stared and stared the bullet down.
That doesn't mean it fell.
It pushed through the air with velociraptor speed.
Then found its mark between my eyes.
And next thing I know...
I'm lying down.
I'M DEAD.
Aug 5, 2012
Aug 5, 2012 at 11:33 PM UTC
the oldest picture
I've ever seen is
of a velociraptor
dying on the cross
for mankind.
the same cross
that the Beatles
snapped their
famous picture.
the crosswalk
at Abbey Road.
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 9:12 PM UTC
Something big is stalking me,
been on my trail since half- past three.
Wonder if it thinks I'm dinner,
boy I wish that I was thinner.
Velociraptor or dinonychus,
please don't come and make a fuss.
If I end up in your tummy,
you'll find that I am far from yummy!
Now the footsteps seem quite loud,
wish that I was in a crowd.
I hope it eats me really quick,
and then I'll make it feel quite sick!
Jan 5, 2011
Jan 5, 2011 at 9:41 AM UTC
Velociraptor means "swift seizer"
And you have seized my heart
I have no idea when I am getting it back
If you even plan on returning it at all
You don't play fair
And if it came down to a fight you'd have me pinned in seconds
You leave me rather quite helpless
Cant run, cant hide, its like you read my mind
But despite it all I'm glad
Because for someone who has always been alone
It's nice to be part of a pack
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 11:20 PM UTC
Let’s go to hell
and pretend
to be wearing
disguises.
Wade across
the chasm of
darkness
into a place
of utter despair….
Oh wait,
we’re already
there….
And he’s
already here,
always is,
kept in check
by Benedict
and crucifix.
Prancing
to and fro
looking for
weakness in
my defenses
like a
velociraptor.
Usually its
short barks
and snorts,
And the
clicking
of
nails,
but today
he’s in disguise,
Satan
in sludge state,
a black liquid
shadow
wherever
I go.
Standing still
would be the
end of me,
Yet all
that is
within
me
wants
to dive
right in
like the town idiot,
succumb to the lure and
come forth covered
in feather.
he brings
much pleasure
at first
everything
is well
yet fleeting,
have some more
soon the sludge
will take you,
its inside of you,
swallowed you,
you of it and
it of you,
wake
and choke
and spit
in fear
this time
May be
the last
Don't stuff it
Back down
don’t look
in the mirror
Only God can
pull it out
but you have
to ask,
you have
to believe,
the key?
Don’t ask
too late.
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 7:21 AM UTC