Sans Animals
How pleasant would our weekend strolls
Be if there were no animals
To grace the places we may walk?
No herds nor prides, no packs no flocks.
To never see or hear a bird
To trek without would be absurd.
What good would be a tryst in spring
Without a redbreast there to sing?
Why should the oak we pass each day
Bear nutty acorn fruit today
If there were no squirrels nesting high
To gather cache and fall supplies.
What be the sense of things withal
Devoid of all the animals?
poem by Albert Ahearn
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Animals
I know what I need I need you
I cant see nothin else all I can see is you
I dont care what they say about my state of mind
I know whats good for me and you are just my kind
We are animals we are animals we are animals we are animals
I know what I want I want you
Shed your cloths forget your codes
You know this is nothing new
I smell your scent I taste your sweat
I feel this passion too
Lets trust our senses not our minds
Lets break all the rules
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
Come with me run with me leave this world behind
Come to me come with me I know that we will find
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music
song performed by by Nazareth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
In The Prime Of September
The paddocks looking yellow where the capeweed does bloom
And bright golden flowers on the gorse and the broom
And the flute of the shrike thrush is pleasant to hear
In the prime of September in the Spring of the year
At this time of year the musical magpies they sing day and night
How pleasant to hear them piping in the moonlight
And blackbird by his voice you cannot get wrong
He welcomes the dawn of the day with a song
Frisky lambs in the paddocks are frolicking about
When the Goddess of Spring is in the Land of the south
The laughter of the kookaburra the call of the weerloo
The big dark brown bird better known as yellow tail black cockatoo
Fruit bearing trees in blossom and nesting birds sing
In the prime of September in the southern Spring.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Bad Animals
They walk into the lobby
The pack in black
Heads are turning
But they don't look back
They must be crazy
Not buying in
Why these outsiders
Get to shock and offend
They're bad animals - bad animals
Got to swim upstream got a rebel seed
Bad animals - bad animals
Got to push the grain or go insane
Out here on the frontline
Our territory is nighttime
We walk the jungle line
We stay alive
Bad
song performed by by Heart from Bad Animals
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Sad to see
Its sad to see,
That no ones free.
Its sad to see,
No one like me.
I cry,
Then die.
I fall,
On a wall.
Its sad to see,
People pass by the homeless.
Its sad to see,
They dont help the poor.
I try to help,
But people say no.
I try to help,
But no one will isten.
Its sad to see,
Animals abused.
Its sad to see,
No one helping them.
I try to save them,
But I'm always late.
I try to save them,
But people wont give up.
Its sad to see,
When people hunt animals.
Its sad to see,
Anything bad,
Because animals,
Are humans,
And humans,
Are the animals.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Squirrel Died Today
A squirrel died today on the street,
I tried to save him but he was already beat.
Beaten down to the ground by a car,
going fast and going far,
hitting the squirrel who was squashed on the tar,
squirrel could barely walk for he had a scar.
Please slow down,
Speeding cars kill,
killing innocent animals that
live on the hill.
Stop for birds, ducks and squirrels too,
what if that was your kid-
Wouldn’t you feel blue?
Slow, slow down for there is animals
living all around,
they want to make it to their homes.
poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Lions, wolves, and vultures don't live together in herds, droves or flocks. Of all animals of prey, man is the only sociable one. Every one of us preys upon his neighbor, and yet we herd together.
Animals... don't have a sense of time. You just have to do things over and over with animals until they happen to do it right because they don't really know what you want.
quote by Bruce Greenwood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
September Morn
I watch the World around me
As again I hear nature call
For it is the end of summertime
And the awakening of a beautiful fall.
The leaves have changed their colors
The skies became icy white
My heart becomes exceedingly joyful
At Septembers, beautiful sight.
The rustling wind has turned to cold
The leaves have changed to brown
This moment, I pray to hold
As the leaves fall onto the ground.
The squirrels scurry from their trees
The birds have all flown away
It is another September morning
I feel it with each step that I take.
With a cold wind against my back
I journey to a great tree
To pick up the jewels that she left there
An acorn, and a lonely leaf.
I shiver as I walk
With a leaf and acorn in hand
I watch fall as it arrives around me,
So happy is this man.
I then walk up unto my wife
I present her with the leaf and acorn
So happy I am with this fall,
That I give Her my September morn.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Stay Away!
THEIR FOOLISHNESS, INDEED'MAKES ME AMAZED!
THEY GATHER AND WORSHIP A BEING THEY CLAIM MADE ALL THINGS IN EXISTENCE!
THEY GATHER FOOD MEANT FOR THEY AND THEIR CHILDREN AND GIVE TO THE SERVANTS OF THIS BEING!
THEY ARE REFERED TO AS SHEEP AND FLOCK BY THE SON OF THIS BEING!
THEY FIGHT AND DIE FOR THIS BEING!
YET I ASK THEE! HOW CAN I WORSHIP A BEING WHOSE HOUSEHOLD IS FED BY ANIMALS?
HOW CAN I WORSHIP A BEING WHOSE FOOD IS BUT FOOD MEANT FOR ANIMALS AND THEIR CHILDREN?
WOE! WOE! ! IS THEIR PROPHECIES!
WOES! AND MORE WOES! !
INDEED! THIS BEING AND HIS HOUSEHOLD WHO EATS OF THE MEAT AND BREAD FOR ANIMALS!
SEND NOT THY SERVANTS AT ME!
NAY! YOU EAT FROM THE CRUMBS FROM THE TABLES OF ANIMALS AND SHEEPS!
AND FROM THIS CRUMBS THY SERVANTS WAGES ARE PAID!
DEMEAN NOT MY EXISTENCE! STAY AWAY FROM ME'I BESEECH YOU!
STAY AWAY!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Animals in Clothes
Animals in clothes I see
Driving cars or sipping tea
Animals in clothes I see
But they don't know what they are
These animals that drive a car?
Dress in clothes?
Sip the tea?
Just like you
Just like me
Very clever animals they'd be!
But they don't know what they are
These animals that drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
Just like you
Just like me
So truly stupid animals they be
Not to realize what they are
Just because they drive a car
Sip the tea
Just like you
Just like me
Oh what stupid things we be
Not to realize what we are
Just because we drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
So g-r-a-c-i-o-u-s-l-y!
You and Me
Oh what stupid things we are
Not to realize what we be
Animals that drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
You and me
For if Mr Piggy had our brain
Ten fingers
Clothes, and a name
Wouldn't he be just the same?
1986
poem by Egal Bohen
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Nutmeg Phantasy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
can't you see you and me
in my nutty nutmeg phantasy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
you and me
can't you see
you and me
in my nutty nutmeg
baby I know we had a bad day
you are so mad at me
it don't mean we have to mope around
picture us on the moon
happy like a cartoon
believe in love and it will come down
nutty nutmeg phantasy
can't you see you and me
in my nutty nutmeg phantasy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
you and me
can't you see
you and me
in my nutty nutmeg
picture if I was understanding
and you were less demanding
and the only time we scream and shout
is when we're making love babe
on top of cloud 8
believe in love and it will come down
nutty nutmeg phantasy
can't you see you and me
in my nutty nutmeg phantasy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
you and me
can't you see
you and me
in my nutty nutmeg
imagine and maybe it will happen
you and me till the end
may be a dream but it's real to me
chocolare covered roses
love in massive doses
in my nutmeg phanta-ta-sy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
can't you see you and me
in my nutty nutmeg phantasy
nutty nutmeg phantasy
you and me
can't you see
you and me
in my nutty nutmeg
song performed by by Macy Gray from The ID
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Previously Intellingent Mammals
There are some animals
that they grow up very slow.
They believe that this world
is made and turns only around them.
That the joy and happiness
must be the only purpose of their life.
That if they want to survive
they must exterminate all the other animals.
That the life is very short
and unique to be somebody patient.
There are some animals that don't
accept death as a part of their life.
Some of them wish to be another animal
A stronger animal, more clever, better looking.
There are some animals
that they live very different
from all the other animals
Call them.....................man.
poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Pleasant Day In Gippsland In July
The breeding frogs in the shallow pools are croaking
But they fall silent as near you walk by
Elusive creatures their secrets of survival
Is that they are small and hard to see and shy.
The day is pleasant if a little chilly
Even though the sun is shining in the sky
Still one could easily find a climate more unpleasant
Than South Gippsland in mid Winter in July.
A time of year when growth is all but dormant
Yet every day is one day nearer Spring
And even in the pale weak Winter sunlight
The magpie on a gum tree briefly sing.
It is a pleasant day to walk in Nature
White fronted chats from ground to fence line fly
On Winter months in small flocks they assemble
In rank coastal paddocks where the ground is dry.
On pleasant days in Gippsland in the winter
There's things of natural beauty for to see
And it is nice to walk the gravelly pathway
When the yellow blooms are on the wattle tree.
South Gippsland in Victoria in mid winter
A pleasant day with a slight freshening breeze
And it's not warm although the sun is shining
And the temperatures around fourteen degrees.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Hanging Garden
Creatures kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In the hanging garden
Please don't speak
In the hanging garden
No one sleeps
In the hanging garden
In the hanging garden
Catching haloes on the moon
Gives my hands the shapes of angels
In the heat of the night
The animals scream
In the heat of the night
Walking into a dream . . .
Fall fall fall fall
Into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall fall
Out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals cry
In the hanging garden
In the hanging garden
Creatures kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In a hanging garden
Change the past
In a hanging garden
Wearing furs
And masks
Fall fall fall fall
Into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall fall
Out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals die
In the hanging garden
As the animals die
Cover my face as the animals die
In the hanging garden
song performed by by Cure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fainthearted animals move about in herds. The lion walks alone in the desert. Let the poet always walk thus.
quote by Alfred Victor Vigny
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
All animals
We are all animals
And being animals
We are one and the same
We have same emotions
Same feeling same thinking
Same expression and behaviors.
We are all animals
You can not categorize
As rustic or pedantic
And we are elastic
And we are in our foot
And are in peace in happy.
We are animals but rational
We know lotus and crocodile
And we know both are in water
We know sandal wood and jungle
We know the snake and the scent
And we are happy like saint.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Man Gave Names To All The Animals
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to growl,
Big furry paws and he liked to howl,
Great big furry back and furry hair.
Ah, think Ill call it a bear.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled.
He saw milk comin out but he didnt know how.
Ah, think Ill call it a cow.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they werent too short.
It looked like there wasnt nothin that he couldnt pull.
Ah, think Ill call it a bull.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal leavin a muddy trail,
Real dirty face and a curly tail.
He wasnt too small and he wasnt too big.
Ah, think Ill call it a pig.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet,
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep.
Ah, think Ill call it a sheep.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass.
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
We do not need to eat animals, wear animals, or use animals for entertainment purposes, and our only defense of these uses is our pleasure, amusement, and convenience.
quote by Gary L. Francione
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
But I've worked where they've had animals before, and animal wranglers, the people who raise animals and train animals for films and television, they're all very, very professional.
quote by M. Emmet Walsh
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Sad cuckoo
Have you ever seen sad cuckoo?
Yes I have seen and it is very much true
Hardly any one can notice it in early hours
As cuckoo has disappeared and seen no where
I sued to wake up with her call
When night was about to face its fall
So dreadful, frightening and calm
I heard her melodious voice with no harm
Some new habitats are coming up on hills
It is strong dissent by birds and animals
Wild animals attack the human beings
As they are capable and first kings
Some time in the morning I heard beautiful voice
As if calm with no more music to create with noise
As forbidden to use morning top places near by
Time has come for them to bid a good bye
I guessed it right
They had made no effort to fight
With no option in hand but to migrate
No more melody in morning to state
They are now no where
Vacated place and gone somewhere
Thick branches and trees have disappeared
Their existence is totally now feared
They might have gone too far
But that places are not too safer
It is unfortunate that we have turned cruel
Hand is laid everywhere to speak unwell
It can be considered unfortunate and not right
But think of peasants and small farmer's plight
They are influenced by high price rise
Brought round the corner to sell it to our surprise
Not only birds, animals but poor may be scarce
The talk of future development may turn farce
All over you may find high rise buildings
For small piece of land you may find high biddings
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!