Animal poems
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The Ram
© Franz Werfel
You've inherited the great ram's features,
The black-wooled one that bred with Jacob's herds.
You found yourself enough in the desert,
On the thistleweed that bent in the wind.
On Living
© Nazim Hikmet
ILiving 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,
Love Poem To My Husband Of Thirty-one Years
© Maria Mazziotti Gillan
I watch you walk up our front path,
the entire right side of your body,
stiff and unbending, your leg,
dragging on the ground,
A Stone I died
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
A stone I died and rose again a plant;
A plant I died and rose an animal;
I died an animal and was born a man.
Why should I fear? What have I lost by death?
Ape And Coffee
© Russell Edson
Some coffee had gotten on a man's ape. The man said,
animal did you get on my coffee? No no, whistled the ape, the coffee got on me. You're sure you didn't spill on my coffee? said the man.Do I look like a liquid? peeped the ape.Well you sure don't look human, said the man. But that doesn't make me a fluid, twittered the ape.Well I don' know what the hell you are, so just stop it,
cried the man.I was just sitting here reading the newspaper when you
splashed coffee all over me, piped the ape. I don't care if you are a liquid, you just better stop
Pearls
© Bernadette Geyer
And so I look back
still thinking of her
with painful heart,
this clench of inner flesh.
Two Visions
© Alfred Austin
The curtains of the Night were folded
Over suspended sense;
So that the things I saw were moulded
I know not how nor whence.
Paradise Lost : Book V.
© John Milton
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime
Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl,
Dream Song 41: If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert)
© John Berryman
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert)
while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew
so many all nothing,
for lead & fire, it's not we would assert
particulars, but animal; cats mew,
horses scream, man sing.
Dream Song 47: April Fool's Day, or, St Mary of Egypt
© John Berryman
âThass a funny title, Mr Bones.
âWhen down she saw her feet, sweet fish, on the threshold,
she considered her fair shoulders
and all them hundreds who have them, all
the more who to her mime thickened & maled
from the supple stage,
Roan Stallion
© Robinson Jeffers
She rose at length, she unknotted the halter; she walked and led
the stallion; two figures, woman and stallion,
Came down the silent emptiness of the dome of the hill, under
the cataract of the moonlight.
Desert Places
© Robert Frost
Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The Crocodile
© Roald Dahl
Go lock the door and fetch my gun!
Go on child, hurry! Quickly run!
No stop! Stand back! He's coming in!
Oh, look, that greasy greenish skin!
The shining teeth, the greedy smile!
It's CrockyWock, the Crocodile!"
Prometheus Unbound
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
First Voice.
But never bowed our snowy crest
As at the voice of thine unrest.
The Light o' the Moon
© Vachel Lindsay
The moon's a peck of corn. It lies
Heaped up for me to eat.
I wish that I might climb the path
And taste that supper sweet.
At The Executed Murderer's Grave
© James Wright
6.
Staring politely, they will not mark my face
From any murderer's, buried in this place.
Why should they? We are nothing but a man.
The Eagle, The Sow, And The Cat
© Anne Kingsmill Finch
Curs'd Sycophants! How wretched is the Fate
Of those, who know you not, till 'tis too late!
