To purses of leather
one lost its skin
One lost its feather
to hats and decors
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This poem's topic MAY be somewhat 'dated' now,10 years later; I don't know. For its value as a poem, and for the sake of giving it a boost to be read by more, I give it a 5.
'And how do you restore life to the poor dead fauna As long as poaching is rife Relax not in beach or sauna.' Well, you DON'T. You cleverly formed a catchy rhyme; I liked it. ;) bri
There's much I could say about the poem and the topic, some of it is not 'flattering'. But I choose to not comment here. If someone wants my thoughts, ASK. bri : )
I believe that animals are communicating with each other on a different wave length - non verbal unlike we do with words.
if only, if only, if only---our earth is too full of if only---too many cruel and thoughtless people run the businesses
Well written, apt and important statement about the horrible ongoing destruction of our planet by the arbiters of fashion and commerce. Well done! Cheers from Sydney, Dave SW
Powerfully worded, such A beautiful poem, about the death of world's most precious animals. You nailed the spikes on the heads, dear poetess! Excellent!
A most pertinent subject. Very powerful and persuasive words.
I really appreciate the insight you display. Awesome use of expression.
Really an insightful piece of poetry set aside for deep reflective thought. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
The way you have awakened consciousness in poetry full of feeling. I have no words. Wonderful
Nothing Left But Extinction Bones Dug Up From Dust the loss in extinction level predation is bad slow bleed species level sterilization unique irreplaceable creation rendered desolation dust ash life possibilities suspended... Inspired by the poem 'Fauna's Lost And Found! ' by the poet s.zaynab kamoonpuri. Dedicated to the poet s.zaynab kamoonpuri.
the loss in extinction level predation, is slow bleed species level sterilization, unique irreplaceable creation rendered desolation dust ash
This would be ideal. But the realisation is the natives have their tradations. They know when and how much. The rest of us should do everything in our power not letting these animals perish. Bravo! Encore! Please read and comment on my latest
They lose, we lose not many can tell you how a lion tastes, or an elephant but to the shooter they all taste of money! Well written poem
A well versed poem dat contain heartfelt message.Thanks for sharin such thoughtful n beautiful poem
3 – And " poachers" ? some may eat their prey, or at least make good use of animal parts. and money received supports them. an animal lover? ok, that's alright. it IS a devisive issue, for sure. bri :) nicely done. to MyPoemList Oh, I commented 2 years ago! ! p.s. i'm neither an " animal lover" nor " a hunter" .
You have gorgeously highlighted man's cruelty towards innocent animals.