Dog Poems
#dogs
Dog poems, a collection of poetry about dogs, love them or hate them, a dog is said to be a man (or woman)'s best friend! Funny, emotional and cute poems about dogs and puppies and all the mischief, mayhem and affection that a dog can bring to your life.
Wiener Walk
I bend down to pet the dachshund
because dog
The owner nods her approval
Aww, what a sweetie
my standard sincere statement
about any canine
who doesn't bare its' fangs
and sever tendons in my wrist
He just went for a wiener walk!
the 40-ish blonde woman tells me
Oh...
so, a walk with other dachshunds?
Did I really need to ask that?
Yes,
blonde 40 confirms
He had fun
but it doesn't take long for him to get tired
Yeah, like the men in the age group I'm...
because dog
The owner nods her approval
Aww, what a sweetie
my standard sincere statement
about any canine
who doesn't bare its' fangs
and sever tendons in my wrist
He just went for a wiener walk!
the 40-ish blonde woman tells me
Oh...
so, a walk with other dachshunds?
Did I really need to ask that?
Yes,
blonde 40 confirms
He had fun
but it doesn't take long for him to get tired
Yeah, like the men in the age group I'm...
#dogs
#funny
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Dining Out Of Trash Cans
George was an ambitious fox. He is very cunning and intelligent, although he would eat out of trash cans, in the alleyway, in his element.
He takes food home, back to the family den, where his lady fox and cubs are in the forestry of the ends.
He could visit a lot of bins in one night, trying to find a nice delight, when one day he messed up and had quite a fright.
A booby-trap cage had crashed down and locked him inside. There was nowhere he could run, and nowhere he could hide.
He was trapped for the night. He had stepped onto the wrong lawn....
He takes food home, back to the family den, where his lady fox and cubs are in the forestry of the ends.
He could visit a lot of bins in one night, trying to find a nice delight, when one day he messed up and had quite a fright.
A booby-trap cage had crashed down and locked him inside. There was nowhere he could run, and nowhere he could hide.
He was trapped for the night. He had stepped onto the wrong lawn....
#dogs
#animals
#birds
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Rest In Peace, Hazel - Part III
It's been three months since the day when you died.
You were a wonderful dog and that can't be denied.
I remember the day when I bought you.
When you died, it was a terrible thing to go through.
I became a lucky man when your former owner sold you to me.
You were my Chihuahua and I bought you on August 18, 2020.
When you died, it was something that was sure to devastate.
You were my dog and that's something I'll always appreciate.
You were a wonderful dog and that can't be denied.
I remember the day when I bought you.
When you died, it was a terrible thing to go through.
I became a lucky man when your former owner sold you to me.
You were my Chihuahua and I bought you on August 18, 2020.
When you died, it was something that was sure to devastate.
You were my dog and that's something I'll always appreciate.
#death
#dogs
#animals #nonfiction
#animals #nonfiction
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A Beautiful Story For Ugly Children
One day a dog bit the index finger of his master
the dog ran off with a bloody finger,
before the master could catch him
the dog came to a river and went onto a wooden dock
the dog looked down into the water
he saw another dog with a bloody finger and a shadow of a man behind him
the dog had no idea what he was seeing
The master grabbed the dog by the collar,
wrestled with the dog for several minutes
the dog dropped the finger out of his mouth
the master picked up his mangled, chewed up index finger,
and went back home ...
the dog ran off with a bloody finger,
before the master could catch him
the dog came to a river and went onto a wooden dock
the dog looked down into the water
he saw another dog with a bloody finger and a shadow of a man behind him
the dog had no idea what he was seeing
The master grabbed the dog by the collar,
wrestled with the dog for several minutes
the dog dropped the finger out of his mouth
the master picked up his mangled, chewed up index finger,
and went back home ...
#dogs
#food
#fiction #respect
#fiction #respect
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Tail
A joyous dog barks
Writhing poetry in heart;
The tail is wagging.
Writhing poetry in heart;
The tail is wagging.
#dogs
#haiku
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A Dog's Life
I'm puzzled by the muzzle
they've wrapped around my snout
it must have been because
of those times that I got out
I was only being friendly
while my master wasn't there
but the lady with the baby
started screaming in despair
The farmer with the sheep
went fumbling for his gun
I'd jumped the fence to play
and then I had to run
I couldn't wait to queue
when the butcher's shop
smelled yummy
so I made a quick escape
with a sausage in my tummy
The only thing I've bitten ...
they've wrapped around my snout
it must have been because
of those times that I got out
I was only being friendly
while my master wasn't there
but the lady with the baby
started screaming in despair
The farmer with the sheep
went fumbling for his gun
I'd jumped the fence to play
and then I had to run
I couldn't wait to queue
when the butcher's shop
smelled yummy
so I made a quick escape
with a sausage in my tummy
The only thing I've bitten ...
#dogs
#unicorns
#inequality
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A gay man's love.
Pussy cat
Pussy cat
Under bed
Table
Lamp
Stitch up
needle it
Make
It a tie.
🙃Sarcastic.
Pussy cat
Under bed
Table
Lamp
Stitch up
needle it
Make
It a tie.
🙃Sarcastic.
#dogs
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HE-MAN and Hanuman.
Ma,
Doctors is so dark white you will be afraid.
Who is a sister .[She is Heartless] .
They are canibals.
She is a thorn Mina and also green with out her doctor is fearful.
But three are United.
Tiger-
Uttam modi.
Manoj mondal. Wanna go foreign?
Doctors is so dark white you will be afraid.
Who is a sister .[She is Heartless] .
They are canibals.
She is a thorn Mina and also green with out her doctor is fearful.
But three are United.
Tiger-
Uttam modi.
Manoj mondal. Wanna go foreign?
#dogs
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Stella
Sad wise eyes
showing me the way
always winning our race
no matter how much I'd cheat
wind rippling her fur
looking straight into my eyes
flying past
a jet stream of purpose and joy
showing me in the vacuum of her passing
how much fun it is to run
hoping I'll race
understanding my need to flee
the fleas in my mind
and simply
be
showing me the way
always winning our race
no matter how much I'd cheat
wind rippling her fur
looking straight into my eyes
flying past
a jet stream of purpose and joy
showing me in the vacuum of her passing
how much fun it is to run
hoping I'll race
understanding my need to flee
the fleas in my mind
and simply
be
#love
#dogs
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Dog Stories and Other Oddities of Fate
Walking my dog Onyx this morning
An hour later than usual
Hit the pavement at 7am
Usually out the door at 6am plus or minus
First dog we engage with is a BIG poodle
Jet black and wearing a cone
Just got spayed yesterday
Dog's name is Sunday
My first city rescue dog is pictured here
Her name was Sunday, we changed it
Ginger became her name
I named her after Ginger on Gilligan's Island A beauty for a beauty
I tell the owner black dogs rule
We chat and I move on ...
An hour later than usual
Hit the pavement at 7am
Usually out the door at 6am plus or minus
First dog we engage with is a BIG poodle
Jet black and wearing a cone
Just got spayed yesterday
Dog's name is Sunday
My first city rescue dog is pictured here
Her name was Sunday, we changed it
Ginger became her name
I named her after Ginger on Gilligan's Island A beauty for a beauty
I tell the owner black dogs rule
We chat and I move on ...
#identity
#dogs
#LifeAsAWriter
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Purebred
I fear that I will always love like a dog.
I fear that I will always sit at your door waiting —
fresh kill in between my jaws
— my canines sunk into the poor thing’s flesh.
“Look at me, I am here. I love you, I bring you kill.”
I fear that I will always love like a dog.
I fear that what we share in temperament —
the quick bite, the quick thrill
— is also what we share in doom.
“We are cut from the same cloth, mirroring one another. your past and my future.”
I fear that I will always love like a dog.
I fear that when the time...
I fear that I will always sit at your door waiting —
fresh kill in between my jaws
— my canines sunk into the poor thing’s flesh.
“Look at me, I am here. I love you, I bring you kill.”
I fear that I will always love like a dog.
I fear that what we share in temperament —
the quick bite, the quick thrill
— is also what we share in doom.
“We are cut from the same cloth, mirroring one another. your past and my future.”
I fear that I will always love like a dog.
I fear that when the time...
#anxiety
#love
#dogs #SelfReflection
#dogs #SelfReflection
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Cement impressions
I wonder about the dogs
whose paws leave prints in the cement.
Actually, I wonder about the owners
of the dogs whose paws leave prints in the cement.
Were they amused?
Were they annoyed?
What is it like to clean cement off of a dogs paws?
Did they even notice?
I once followed a trail of bloody paw prints for 12 blocks;
I wondered if they noticed.
Would I notice?
whose paws leave prints in the cement.
Actually, I wonder about the owners
of the dogs whose paws leave prints in the cement.
Were they amused?
Were they annoyed?
What is it like to clean cement off of a dogs paws?
Did they even notice?
I once followed a trail of bloody paw prints for 12 blocks;
I wondered if they noticed.
Would I notice?
#dogs
#prose
#SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Dog Poems