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.
EleazarSwan
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 6:12pm
5th Feb 2025 6:12pm
of Canines, and their inspiration
Loyalty in all it's ways
Gives birth to orphans and to strays
Who roam from town-to-town in wonder
And cast their sullen dreams asunder
"O friend, my bosom said,
Through thee alone the sky is arched,
Through thee the rose is red"
And though not dead, thy mystic arts:
To quell my fears, and many hearts
Are still the songs that echo loud
From places, none consider proud
The purest form of sweet devotion
Is not ephemeral in it's motion
'Tis felcity, tis sincerity;
The farthest thing from...
Gives birth to orphans and to strays
Who roam from town-to-town in wonder
And cast their sullen dreams asunder
"O friend, my bosom said,
Through thee alone the sky is arched,
Through thee the rose is red"
And though not dead, thy mystic arts:
To quell my fears, and many hearts
Are still the songs that echo loud
From places, none consider proud
The purest form of sweet devotion
Is not ephemeral in it's motion
'Tis felcity, tis sincerity;
The farthest thing from...
#dogs
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 11:16pm
4th Feb 2025 11:16pm
Dogs and Phones
Two things caught my attention today on my morning walk.
One:
There was a woman pushing a stroller along with a dog in it.I hope the dog was incapacitated in some way and not adopting our human tendency towards indolence.Dogs will soon be flying first class and the owners in the cargo hold.
Two:
There was a young mother pushing a stroller along with a toddler in it.The toddler had in his tiny hands a mobile phone.I hope that young mother was incapacitated in some way and not adopting our modern tendency to outsource parenting to big tech.Big tech will soon be...
One:
There was a woman pushing a stroller along with a dog in it.I hope the dog was incapacitated in some way and not adopting our human tendency towards indolence.Dogs will soon be flying first class and the owners in the cargo hold.
Two:
There was a young mother pushing a stroller along with a toddler in it.The toddler had in his tiny hands a mobile phone.I hope that young mother was incapacitated in some way and not adopting our modern tendency to outsource parenting to big tech.Big tech will soon be...
#dogs
#parent
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4 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:19pm
Gloomy Night
As she wandered alone
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
Nobody came along
Her heart skittered so high
Eyes worried in the gloom
The only light a lamp
At the end of a road
Someday he will find
The little brown mutt
With sad blue eyed frown
And recall her name
More than his best friend
For now she looks
Lost and lonely
A little thin
Slightly dirty
Can’t find bones
A soft bed
Masters hand
Upon
Her head
Warm.
#dogs
#loneliness
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
54 reads
4 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
66 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Bumped 18th Jan 2025 9:08pm
4th Jan 2025 00:36am
4th Jan 2025 00:36am
Doggy girl!
#dirty
#dogs
#sex
187 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 8:47pm
3rd Jan 2025 8:47pm
Last days of Dog Killer Dog...
#dogs
#horror
#sex
49 reads
2 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 7:56pm
15th Dec 2024 7:56pm
Good Boy
Time, if it even exists, does so for no other creature than man.
It's simply a construct, a convention required to keep our complex civilisation running smoothly.
What would life be like without the bullying presence of time?
I'm glad you asked?
Let me introduce my dog.
Here Trumpy, come boy , sit , good boy.
I've got a question to ask you.One woof means yes,two means no.OK you got it.
Ok boy here goes.
Do you know what time it is?
Woof woof
I thought that's what you'd say.Lets go for a walk Trumpy. ...
It's simply a construct, a convention required to keep our complex civilisation running smoothly.
What would life be like without the bullying presence of time?
I'm glad you asked?
Let me introduce my dog.
Here Trumpy, come boy , sit , good boy.
I've got a question to ask you.One woof means yes,two means no.OK you got it.
Ok boy here goes.
Do you know what time it is?
Woof woof
I thought that's what you'd say.Lets go for a walk Trumpy. ...
#dogs
75 reads
6 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 2:53pm
9th Dec 2024 2:53pm
Rest In Peace, Hazel V
One year ago tonight, I had to watch as your life came to an end.
It was sad to witness your demise and I felt so much pain within.
You died in 2023 on the 9th of December.
You'll be a dog who I'll always remember.
When I saw you die, it was sad to know that you would have no tomorrow.
Each and every person who has lost a dog can understand my sorrow.
Last year, you didn't live long enough to see Christmas arrive.
Rest In Peace, Hazel, I certainly am sorry that you didn't survive.
It was sad to witness your demise and I felt so much pain within.
You died in 2023 on the 9th of December.
You'll be a dog who I'll always remember.
When I saw you die, it was sad to know that you would have no tomorrow.
Each and every person who has lost a dog can understand my sorrow.
Last year, you didn't live long enough to see Christmas arrive.
Rest In Peace, Hazel, I certainly am sorry that you didn't survive.
#animals
#anniversary
#death
#dogs
#nonfiction
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
What is it about the moon
What is it about the moon that always appear in the night skies, through the process of the months that has us so hypnotize, by the glow of the aura shape and shine like a bright light, up in the sky. For sure what does it mean 🤔when you lose your own chains of thoughts, and insight into the deepness of the moon, glow of the truth that slowly, begins to draw our energy as well as our attention. For it even goes deeper than deep, into a different perspective on life. Yet for the wolf it's a change of the world 🌎 that comes, with an aura that has a stronger hold on the mind and...
#birds
#cats
#dogs
#fish
#nature
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 5:38am
21st Nov 2024 5:38am
SATIVA
I found her in a gutter—or was it by the road?
A place no puppy should ever call home.
Small and shivering, she stumbled through dust,
a beige bundle of fur, cloaked in ticks and mistrust.
Jesse begged, pleaded, vowed she'd care,
Her voice carried promises, heavy with air.
No leash, no collar, no history to bind—
Just a stray, and a thought: She’s ours to find.
June 17th, she came to stay,
A tiny life, beige as dawn’s first ray.
No bigger than the palm of a grown man’s hand,
Yet she filled a void we didn’t understand.
...
A place no puppy should ever call home.
Small and shivering, she stumbled through dust,
a beige bundle of fur, cloaked in ticks and mistrust.
Jesse begged, pleaded, vowed she'd care,
Her voice carried promises, heavy with air.
No leash, no collar, no history to bind—
Just a stray, and a thought: She’s ours to find.
June 17th, she came to stay,
A tiny life, beige as dawn’s first ray.
No bigger than the palm of a grown man’s hand,
Yet she filled a void we didn’t understand.
...
#dogs
#love
72 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 1:58am
18th Nov 2024 1:58am
Barking - to the The Lady Up the Street
The lady up the street, so prim and uptight,
Counts the barks of my dogs in the dead of night.
Each woof, each howl, to her seems a sin,
While I find her complaints the true racket within.
Dogs must bark; it’s their nature, their way,
To speak of the moon or to greet the new day.
But people, oh people, could choose to refrain
From whining and moaning and spreading disdain.
Her voice cuts sharp, a drill to the brain,
Each word dripping venom, a ceaseless refrain.
So here is my plan, my silent retort,
A gift on her step, of the...
Counts the barks of my dogs in the dead of night.
Each woof, each howl, to her seems a sin,
While I find her complaints the true racket within.
Dogs must bark; it’s their nature, their way,
To speak of the moon or to greet the new day.
But people, oh people, could choose to refrain
From whining and moaning and spreading disdain.
Her voice cuts sharp, a drill to the brain,
Each word dripping venom, a ceaseless refrain.
So here is my plan, my silent retort,
A gift on her step, of the...
#dogs
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0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 00:44am
11th Nov 2024 00:44am
Puppy Kiss
Letting a puppy kiss your lips
Shows me that real not AI in a nightmare
Puppies kiss your lips but you’re not solved
Can’t figure myself what I’m all about
Dissolve in my soul of lies trying to realize
What is Real
Im a figure of your imagination looking for me
I can see but I don’t see noise in my eyes
entrapped me and it won’t end easily
All I want is a puppies lips to kiss
Because they feel my soul in a bowl
Always full of love between us
Why Can’t two legs live...
Shows me that real not AI in a nightmare
Puppies kiss your lips but you’re not solved
Can’t figure myself what I’m all about
Dissolve in my soul of lies trying to realize
What is Real
Im a figure of your imagination looking for me
I can see but I don’t see noise in my eyes
entrapped me and it won’t end easily
All I want is a puppies lips to kiss
Because they feel my soul in a bowl
Always full of love between us
Why Can’t two legs live...
#acceptance
#dogs
#happiness #love
#happiness #love
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