Animal Poems

The Animal Refugees – Poem by Sheena Blackhall
Autoplay next poem I’m the only elephant in Phnomh Penh
No more of my kind you’ll see
My wife ran off from the killing fields
She’s an animal refugee

I’m a Mekong crocodile from Vietnam
When the napalm scorched each tree

I swam to Laos at dead of night
I’m an animal refugee

I’m a slithery snake from Angkor Wat
Where the mountains churned the sea
Now tourists squat in my habitat
I’m an animal refugee

When people’s homes are ripped apart
There’s appeals on world TV
No one saves us. There’s little fuss
For an animal refugee.

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Behind the smooth texture
Of my eyes, way inside me,
A part of me has died:
I move my bloody fingernails
Across it, hard as a blackboard,
Run my fingers along it,
The chalk white scars
That say I AM SCARED,
Scared of what might become
Of me, the real me,
Behind these prison walls
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Crouched in grasses – sun is sinking
food will come for evening drinking
silent – still – panting – thinking,
resting in the heat of sun.
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I sleep on your bed, making
it my own, and when you are
away, I’m at home
all alone. I walk around the food bowl
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Aloft the wind
I ride the night sky
I see the world through a much different eye
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I was born one day to the sunny sky;
The light was quite a surprise.
My mother fed me and kept me warm,
While I was small in size….
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The butterfly is a thing to behold,
with colors more beautiful than gold.

Flying hour by hour,

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Rulers of the night, the wilderness is your home,
Man in his ignorance won’t leave you alone,
Strong together you hunt for survival,
Man and his gun your only rival.
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As the caterpillar sleeps inside its cocoon
Like a baby wrapped in her blanket
She waits and waits until she blooms
Into a beautiful new life …
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The Emperor penguins march, slip and slide and march.
Males and females, side by side, follow their instinct
To a meeting ground – a mating ground- then stop.
Males preen, while the females, outnumbering the males.
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Our American Bald Eagle stands bold and proud
Representing our nation’s liberty,
Soaring effortlessly above the shores
Peering down at the majestic sea. …
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Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,
That is the finest of suppers I think;
When I’m grown up and can have what I please
I think I shall always insist upon these.
What do YOU choose when you’re offered a treat?
When Mother says, ‘What would you like best to eat?’
Is it waffles and syrup, or cinnamon toast?
It’s cocoa and animals that I love most!

The kitchen’s the cosiest place that I know;
The kettle is singing, the stove is aglow,
And there in the twilight, how jolly to see
The cocoa and animals waiting for me.

Daddy and Mother dine later in state,
With Mary to cook for them, Susan to wait;
But they don’t have nearly as much fun as I
Who eat in the kitchen with Nurse standing by;
And Daddy once said, he would like to be me
Having cocoa and animals once more for tea.

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Quiero un amor feroz de garra y diente
Que me asalte a traición a pleno día
Y que sofoque esta soberbia mía
este orgullo de ser todo pudiente.

Quiero un amor feroz de garra y diente
Que en carne viva inicie mi sangría
A ver si acaba esta melancolía
Que me corrompe el alma lentamente.

Quiero un amor que sea una tormenta
Que todo rompe y lo renueva todo
Porque vigor profundo lo alimenta.

Que pueda reanimarse allí mi lodo,
Mi pobre lodo de animal cansado
Por viejas sendas de rodar hastiado.