Poems About Dogs Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about dogs seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
DOG
ordinary
as me, this one--
part one thing
and another,
saved
from ruin
and still
aching
for love,
always
waiting,
wanting
there is
nobility
in mongrel blood,
a hybrid
soul
behind eyes
deep
as sky
but brown
as earth
things
said
but not spoken
a heart
designed
to love
as me, this one--
part one thing
and another,
saved
from ruin
and still
aching
for love,
always
waiting,
wanting
there is
nobility
in mongrel blood,
a hybrid
soul
behind eyes
deep
as sky
but brown
as earth
things
said
but not spoken
a heart
designed
to love
#love
#dogs
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Scene casting 1
In the village, scarcely a mile from a city,
where fumes of cars seem less apparent,
where stars are more visible, the freckles of space,
the nicotiana lingers,
opens pale petals ready
to greet the bleak Moon.
An Atlas moth will hover,
wings half dipping,
dripping in shadows,
partially exposed.
The streetlight will lean,
over a pea-green rover,
made somewhere between
nineteen fifty-eight and seventy-three.
The man who drives it is quiet,
Scottish, five nine,
walks a Red Setter
with sunset to...
where fumes of cars seem less apparent,
where stars are more visible, the freckles of space,
the nicotiana lingers,
opens pale petals ready
to greet the bleak Moon.
An Atlas moth will hover,
wings half dipping,
dripping in shadows,
partially exposed.
The streetlight will lean,
over a pea-green rover,
made somewhere between
nineteen fifty-eight and seventy-three.
The man who drives it is quiet,
Scottish, five nine,
walks a Red Setter
with sunset to...
#home
#dogs
#night #water
#night #water
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Wind
I appreciate the feeling of wind
The sound of wind chimes
And water- carving through steady streams
I can see the moon for the first time,
It blinds me
A good soul lays on my lap, the head of a dog's
Voiceless company, I fall hopelessly in love
My inner thoughts are heard
They speak poetically
The sound of wind chimes
And water- carving through steady streams
I can see the moon for the first time,
It blinds me
A good soul lays on my lap, the head of a dog's
Voiceless company, I fall hopelessly in love
My inner thoughts are heard
They speak poetically
#dogs
#moon
#peace #gratitude
#peace #gratitude
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Dreary Day
Overcast
All day
I remember my Mom
Latter years
She'd get so depressed
I'd try to cheer her up
Parkinsons Disease though
There was no cheering
Not even a chance
She was so stoic
Sucked it up
No choice
Today reminds me of those days
Pit of the stomach blues
I'll suck it up too
Go pet my dog
Maybe she'll lick my face
She's good like that
All day
I remember my Mom
Latter years
She'd get so depressed
I'd try to cheer her up
Parkinsons Disease though
There was no cheering
Not even a chance
She was so stoic
Sucked it up
No choice
Today reminds me of those days
Pit of the stomach blues
I'll suck it up too
Go pet my dog
Maybe she'll lick my face
She's good like that
#depression
#dark
#mother
#dogs
#StreamOfConsciousness
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doggone
If the kindest souls were rewarded with the longest lives,
dogs would outlive us all.”—Anonymous
nor bark nor bite nor wagging of the tail
is why i sit here, waiting to exhale;
kennel defeat by flagrant emptiness
sickens my pooch-lorn spirit to excess.
caninic pain cuts deep—an eagle's claw
unsuturing my nerve ends in the raw:
how could night so conspire such wayward stealth
as robs me of contemporary wealth!
my doggone friend zilched pale as melted air,
with mastiff virtues...
dogs would outlive us all.”—Anonymous
nor bark nor bite nor wagging of the tail
is why i sit here, waiting to exhale;
kennel defeat by flagrant emptiness
sickens my pooch-lorn spirit to excess.
caninic pain cuts deep—an eagle's claw
unsuturing my nerve ends in the raw:
how could night so conspire such wayward stealth
as robs me of contemporary wealth!
my doggone friend zilched pale as melted air,
with mastiff virtues...
#BestFriend
#dogs
#animals #separation
#animals #separation
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Followed Them To Two Little Pups
Peter went hiking in the woods and saw
paw prints on the ground and... being the
law abiding sort... followed them to
two little pups that he gave to his sister.
paw prints on the ground and... being the
law abiding sort... followed them to
two little pups that he gave to his sister.
#sister
#dogs
#rhyming
#fiction
#acceptance
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My Purpose
You snuck up on me
You became my reason for living
As the moons pass and the sun brightens,
You changed with the seasons
I thought you needed me
But it was I who needed you
My purpose was to ease your mind
Now I’m without purpose
You became my reason for living
As the moons pass and the sun brightens,
You changed with the seasons
I thought you needed me
But it was I who needed you
My purpose was to ease your mind
Now I’m without purpose
#sadness
#depression
#death
#dogs
#emptiness
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Whirlpool
Stare into your eyes
They’re cloudy and they’re white
I want to
Tell you that it’s fine
With tears starting to dry
It’s not true
Maybe if I lie
Say you will never die
I’ll fool you
Oh, but you’re so wise
Our teardrops have combined
To make a whirlpool
They’re cloudy and they’re white
I want to
Tell you that it’s fine
With tears starting to dry
It’s not true
Maybe if I lie
Say you will never die
I’ll fool you
Oh, but you’re so wise
Our teardrops have combined
To make a whirlpool
#sadness
#love
#death #dogs
#death #dogs
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Bernard
Bernard's girlfriend no longer looks hot to him. Sure, she's still slim and leggy with that pretty face, but - he hates having to think this - she's just so damn mean.
Simone thinks Bernard is too nice. "You always try to help losers. You're a loser magnet! You don't have to be an effing saint all the time! I should call you St. Bernard!" This delivered not with affection, but an angry sneer; a frightening contortion of her face reminescent of the frustrated nuns of his Catholic school childhood. The 'Saint Bernard' remark marks the first time Bernard realizes he is going...
Simone thinks Bernard is too nice. "You always try to help losers. You're a loser magnet! You don't have to be an effing saint all the time! I should call you St. Bernard!" This delivered not with affection, but an angry sneer; a frightening contortion of her face reminescent of the frustrated nuns of his Catholic school childhood. The 'Saint Bernard' remark marks the first time Bernard realizes he is going...
#relationships
#dogs
#FallingInLove
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Observations Come Easy with Dogs
I woke up thinking about love
Affection too
Onyx came over and licked my face
Then we went out to walk
Everyone is polite at that hour
I see Stella and her owner daily
The dogs wag their tails frantically
Jump all over each other
They became fast friends
It's been 4 months now
Observations come easy with dogs
The morning is not complicated
We go out at dawn
People nod and say good morning
Even if we don't know each other
In time we will
That's the morning report
Grateful for each day
Affection too
Onyx came over and licked my face
Then we went out to walk
Everyone is polite at that hour
I see Stella and her owner daily
The dogs wag their tails frantically
Jump all over each other
They became fast friends
It's been 4 months now
Observations come easy with dogs
The morning is not complicated
We go out at dawn
People nod and say good morning
Even if we don't know each other
In time we will
That's the morning report
Grateful for each day
#love
#kindness
#dogs
#morning
#WritingPoetry
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Laika loitered in the streets
Sometimes she howled at the moon.
Certain men laid hands on her.
And they robbed her of her eagerness!
She had no plans, the bitch!
She just minded her own business...
So they put her in a cell.
That flew in the sky, so lost!
Lost in the air, in rotation...
She dialogued with loneliness!
In the light of yellow dawn.
The ship would not return to the ground.
They would never get her out of prison.
She decided to become a star.
PAR
Sometimes she howled at the moon.
Certain men laid hands on her.
And they robbed her of her eagerness!
She had no plans, the bitch!
She just minded her own business...
So they put her in a cell.
That flew in the sky, so lost!
Lost in the air, in rotation...
She dialogued with loneliness!
In the light of yellow dawn.
The ship would not return to the ground.
They would never get her out of prison.
She decided to become a star.
PAR
#dogs
#animals
#passion #scifi
#passion #scifi
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Please Stand Up ?
ya use to be
so colorful
use to have a bounce
a laugh, joy
a fresh smile
you use to bring it,
but now
you're just
Slim Shady...
so colorful
use to have a bounce
a laugh, joy
a fresh smile
you use to bring it,
but now
you're just
Slim Shady...
#dogs
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DU Poetry : Poems About Dogs Seeking Honest Critique