Poems About Dogs Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about dogs seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
geekslutnerdgirl
Poem Published
8th Jun 2021 2:13pm
8th Jun 2021 2:13pm
Swoop
it's funny how you were the one
who was always afraid of everything
yet looking back at times in my life
when I myself was scared
and pretty much everyone had gone away
or just didn't understand
how very real the fear was that coursed thru my blood
you were the one who stayed
you were always there when j was in pain
you were brave
kept me held close within your gentle embrace
never strayed
like after my surgery
before it too
you held up in that bed with me night and day
much like the time when you were just a pup ...
who was always afraid of everything
yet looking back at times in my life
when I myself was scared
and pretty much everyone had gone away
or just didn't understand
how very real the fear was that coursed thru my blood
you were the one who stayed
you were always there when j was in pain
you were brave
kept me held close within your gentle embrace
never strayed
like after my surgery
before it too
you held up in that bed with me night and day
much like the time when you were just a pup ...
#love
#death
#dogs
588 reads
2 Comments
KhaoticKat
Poem Published
7th Jun 2021 11:49pm
7th Jun 2021 11:49pm
Wish I Was That Dog
there's that german short-haired pointer again
it's taking a dump
i can't believe how sleek that dog looks
squatting
with its nose to the wind
it's owners must be proud
if i looked that good on the shitter
at work
i'd never close the stall door
i'd want people to be talking about it
it's taking a dump
i can't believe how sleek that dog looks
squatting
with its nose to the wind
it's owners must be proud
if i looked that good on the shitter
at work
i'd never close the stall door
i'd want people to be talking about it
#dogs
#satirical
#admiration #StreamOfConsciousness
#admiration #StreamOfConsciousness
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oskar
Poem Published
4th Jun 2021 10:04am
4th Jun 2021 10:04am
some summer night
Some summer night
The summer night is hot you can see the flames of hell,
acrid smoke and soot through the open window.
In the interior of the house, a primal scream
two wriggling bodies try to produce an offspring who
will grow up and be like them and die like them?
But not before it has tasted love, a seed of humanity.
Then sinking back underground, spent, forgotten
in the mass-grave of boredom
decorated with flowers that radiate deaths to come.
The Tasmanian tiger howls to the moon and forever
vanishes into an ancient...
The summer night is hot you can see the flames of hell,
acrid smoke and soot through the open window.
In the interior of the house, a primal scream
two wriggling bodies try to produce an offspring who
will grow up and be like them and die like them?
But not before it has tasted love, a seed of humanity.
Then sinking back underground, spent, forgotten
in the mass-grave of boredom
decorated with flowers that radiate deaths to come.
The Tasmanian tiger howls to the moon and forever
vanishes into an ancient...
#dogs
#cats
#animals #nature
#animals #nature
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0 Comments
silent_sound
Poem Published
21st Apr 2021 7:03pm
21st Apr 2021 7:03pm
..walk beside..
it's the way you follow me into a room
or no matter where i am
you find me to say hello or just to hang by my feet
you wait patiently
while i am gone
and think almost about nothing else till i return
our distance apart is pure heart break and longing
for your pure innocent and aching heart
you love unconditionally in a way i have never known
they call you a dog but you're so much more to me
or no matter where i am
you find me to say hello or just to hang by my feet
you wait patiently
while i am gone
and think almost about nothing else till i return
our distance apart is pure heart break and longing
for your pure innocent and aching heart
you love unconditionally in a way i have never known
they call you a dog but you're so much more to me
#dogs
359 reads
1 Comment
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 11:17pm
16th Apr 2021 11:17pm
the time it takes~
.^
i had a conversation
about my unconditional love
for you
just your name out loud
tightened my throat
and left my hands shaking
with that surreal feel of plush softness
only your ears provided
ק×
finding a half chewed tennis ball
under my couch...
.
.
...then harsh ugly crying
until hiccups turned to understanding.
>>>°<<<
i considered a shelter visit
practicing what i preach
and all that inherent righteousness ...
i had a conversation
about my unconditional love
for you
just your name out loud
tightened my throat
and left my hands shaking
with that surreal feel of plush softness
only your ears provided
ק×
finding a half chewed tennis ball
under my couch...
.
.
...then harsh ugly crying
until hiccups turned to understanding.
>>>°<<<
i considered a shelter visit
practicing what i preach
and all that inherent righteousness ...
#love
#hope
#dogs
#IMissYou
#TimeHeals
671 reads
39 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 3:40am
16th Apr 2021 3:40am
Love with fur on it
It’s my fervent wish for just one day
to get out of my own damn way
and live the life of this dog.
So utterly shameless and content in his fur,
never stewing and stressing
over whether that bark was misconstrued,
or offense taken at his effusive wagging.
To sit with certain hope and expectation
of veggie scraps falling like manna from heaven
and yet without an ounce of resentment
when such treats fail to appear.
To lie spread-eagled in absolute trust,
open to belly rubs and assurance of his goodness, ...
to get out of my own damn way
and live the life of this dog.
So utterly shameless and content in his fur,
never stewing and stressing
over whether that bark was misconstrued,
or offense taken at his effusive wagging.
To sit with certain hope and expectation
of veggie scraps falling like manna from heaven
and yet without an ounce of resentment
when such treats fail to appear.
To lie spread-eagled in absolute trust,
open to belly rubs and assurance of his goodness, ...
#dogs
#wisdom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
8th Mar 2021 11:20pm
8th Mar 2021 11:20pm
Sir Waldorf aka Waldo
Waldo was a dog who loved open spaces
our backyard, one of his least favorite places
the neighborhood streets he preferred to patrol
this obsessive urge to roam we couldn't control
Let mind's-eye conjure this picture
pink tongue lolls from large black and white blur
in a gallop moving full-speed down the block
like a shepherd fleeing his demented flock
8 screaming children cum dog catchers
Six foot redwood fences could not contain him
he'd place front paws on top and simply scale them
when this method of escape was rendered...
our backyard, one of his least favorite places
the neighborhood streets he preferred to patrol
this obsessive urge to roam we couldn't control
Let mind's-eye conjure this picture
pink tongue lolls from large black and white blur
in a gallop moving full-speed down the block
like a shepherd fleeing his demented flock
8 screaming children cum dog catchers
Six foot redwood fences could not contain him
he'd place front paws on top and simply scale them
when this method of escape was rendered...
#love
#family
#dogs
#animals
#nature
379 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
25th Feb 2021 3:18pm
25th Feb 2021 3:18pm
the tasmanian tiger
The Tasmanian tiger
The last one died in captivity in 1936
and that was a sad moment for humanity,
added to the list of animals we have eliminated over the years.
The Tasmanian tiger was easy to kill. It didn´t know
how cruel we are.
There have been sightings of it by gullible people, but it is an illusion
based on regrets and unspoken longings.
I, also hope, it exists somewhere, but it is a dream,
yet I have seen the animal in clouds formation in the sky
forever condemning us for what we did.
The last one died in captivity in 1936
and that was a sad moment for humanity,
added to the list of animals we have eliminated over the years.
The Tasmanian tiger was easy to kill. It didn´t know
how cruel we are.
There have been sightings of it by gullible people, but it is an illusion
based on regrets and unspoken longings.
I, also hope, it exists somewhere, but it is a dream,
yet I have seen the animal in clouds formation in the sky
forever condemning us for what we did.
#dogs
#animals
#lion #nature
#lion #nature
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
26th Jan 2021 2:42am
26th Jan 2021 2:42am
Sweetiebelle
she wasn't quite ready
you can see her irises
their colors still beautifully gleam
but those eyes of beckoning
already they knew
that it's
anytime
anytime
but until then,
my heart broke slowly,
with each labored
and lumbered movement
that she shared
just to cuddle or snuggle
and remind
that I am hers and she is mine
a pact made
Once, in a long ago
kismet'd moment of time
you can see her irises
their colors still beautifully gleam
but those eyes of beckoning
already they knew
that it's
anytime
anytime
but until then,
my heart broke slowly,
with each labored
and lumbered movement
that she shared
just to cuddle or snuggle
and remind
that I am hers and she is mine
a pact made
Once, in a long ago
kismet'd moment of time
#love
#death
#dogs
#rainbow
#IMissYou
441 reads
27 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2021 7:43pm
22nd Jan 2021 7:43pm
Sweetie Pie
I wasn't going to buy another dog because it hurts too much when they die.
But I decided to buy another dog and she is my Sweetie Pie.
When it comes to the heart, losing a pet sure will break it.
When it came to my former dog's death, it was hard to take it.
But several weeks later, I ended up being in luck.
I bought another dog for only two hundred bucks.
Hazel looks similar to my old dog and I sure am a lucky guy.
My former dog was my Baby Doll and Hazel is my Sweetie Pie.
But I decided to buy another dog and she is my Sweetie Pie.
When it comes to the heart, losing a pet sure will break it.
When it came to my former dog's death, it was hard to take it.
But several weeks later, I ended up being in luck.
I bought another dog for only two hundred bucks.
Hazel looks similar to my old dog and I sure am a lucky guy.
My former dog was my Baby Doll and Hazel is my Sweetie Pie.
#dogs
#animals
#nonfiction
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1 Comment
randyjohnson
Poem Published
11th Jan 2021 5:21pm
11th Jan 2021 5:21pm
My Baby Doll - Part III
It was six months ago today when you drew your final breath.
When I found you in my kitchen, I learned about your death.
It was the day that every pet owner dreads.
At about 10 PM, I learned that you were dead.
You were my baby doll and I loved you a lot.
If people wonder if I'll ever forget you, I will not.
You were my dog and a companion who was a loyal friend.
It was heart breaking when I saw that your life came to an end.
When such a beloved dog dies, it's something that is hard to bear.
You were my baby doll and when I go to Heaven, I hope...
When I found you in my kitchen, I learned about your death.
It was the day that every pet owner dreads.
At about 10 PM, I learned that you were dead.
You were my baby doll and I loved you a lot.
If people wonder if I'll ever forget you, I will not.
You were my dog and a companion who was a loyal friend.
It was heart breaking when I saw that your life came to an end.
When such a beloved dog dies, it's something that is hard to bear.
You were my baby doll and when I go to Heaven, I hope...
#death
#dogs
#animals #nonfiction
#animals #nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 5:19pm
24th Oct 2020 5:19pm
Agnes's Grave
My Chihuahua dog died in July. Her name was Agnes and this is a picture of her grave. You may be wondering why I put a door and cinder block on top of her grave. I'm not an expert at digging holes. I put the cinder block and door on top of her grave because I was afraid that a bigger dog might come along and dig her up. My next door neighbor was kind enough to loan me a shovel so that I could dig her grave.
I was originally going to hire a Taxidermist to mount Agnes when she died because I wanted to have her forever. But doing that might not have given Agnes the respect she...
I was originally going to hire a Taxidermist to mount Agnes when she died because I wanted to have her forever. But doing that might not have given Agnes the respect she...
#dogs
#animals
#nonfiction
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