There once was a T-Rex named Zap, Who wanted to learn how to rap, But his arms, skin and bone, Held his small microphone,
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Poets
When dawn breaks amidst the trees And my eyes, mere slits, are not yet open And I hear you bellow your haunting screech I pray and wish for a shotgun
By Siobhan McSweeney2 years ago in Poets
Introduction I know there will be others who can answer this question far better than I, but I thought it was a good subject to state my personal thoughts and observations in a villanelle.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I’m butchering English in making my point Non-artistically turning a phrase We’ve become too concerned with other concerns
By Earl W. Pearl2 years ago in Poets
One day it came to little Dino's mind, Why not know the future? What will happen after millions of years? Why not find out today?
By shobhana kadam2 years ago in Poets
What if dinosaurs still roamed the Earth? Walked along side mankind. The search to create them is located within Michael Crichton's world famous novel.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Dinah the Grama-Saur Technology Archaeology My name is Dinah, I’m a Grama-Saur. You ask, “What’s that?” So, I’ll tell you more.
By DeEtta Miller2 years ago in Poets
Knock, knock. Who's there? Meow. Meow who? Meow you're listening, here's another cat joke! Knock, knock. Who's there?
By raja huraira2 years ago in Poets
Knock, knock. Who's there? Boo. Boo who? Don't cry, it's just a joke! Knock, knock. Who's there? Olive. Olive who?
In a land where dinosaurs roamed with might, Lived a Brachiosaurus named Godthra, a friendly sight. She wasn’t ferocious, not one bit scary,
By Leona Valentine2 years ago in Poets
Could a Tyrannosaurus truly have sex, with such little arms and broad chest? Could it comfortably mount its steed long enough to spread its seed?
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets