I remember the day I picked you,
With your sweet little puppy dog eyes.
For my heart was searching for love too,
When I looked down and heard your soft cries.
Your brothers and sisters were running,
They were after a fallen clothes peg,
But there was a puppy so stunning
Trying hard to get up on my leg.
Four years it has been since that moment
And I thank God daily for his gift
Each day you give me such enjoyment
Your love has given my heart a lift.
Today I know as clear as can be,
I didn’t pick you; rather you picked me.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Sponsor Shadow Hamilton
My puppy sure loves to lick me
He thinks I’m a lollypop.
Every time I get home he attacks me
Then kisses me nonstop.
You’d think I was gone forever
When I just left the house for the mail,
He is right at the door when I get back
With a rapidly wiggling tail.
He wants to eat everything I do,
Mom says, that’s not good for a dog.
We want to keep him fit and healthy
So daily we go for a jog.
My toys are all tattered and ragged
My socks are his ultimate aim,
Doesn’t matter how much it upsets us
He thinks it’s all some kind of game.
I know he’s a bit of a stinker
That always wants to be fed.
But I sure am in love with my puppy,
Every night when we cuddle in bed.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
She was always there
with her big green eyes
Looking up at me
and into the skies.
Her dreams were of birds
and of prowling about.
I tried keeping her in
but she always got out.
She would hide on the roof
to hunt unwary prey
then gift them to me
in her honoring way.
Sometimes I screamed loudly
at the gifts that she offered
centipedes, roaches and mice
were some things that she proffered.
Praises were always followed
by special kitty treats.
While I pleaded with her
to make no repeats.
She always stood guard
as if to give me protection
and would curl up close to me
to offer her affection.
Oh Lilly, sweet Lilly
please continue to purr
and I will continue
to stroke your soft fir.
As her song would begin
well, it made me cry.
I’ll miss her every day
until the day that I die.
November 24, 2014
A part of what you are to me
Knowing you are free to be
apart from me
I am no longer free
to be alone from thee
so hold my heart my love my soul
for you are all that keeps me whole
Upon this sea of life and storm
I hold your love to light and warm
my every breath
on every turn with you I yearn to be
to hold you close to feel you blink
your breath upon my face
refreshes me as we embrace
and then I sink to deep contented sleep
a well fed cat
in Summer sun
whose furry dreams
have just begun
paws atingle purrs aloud
whisker flicking joy and proud
as only cats can be
Grandpa had a bulldog whose name was Tige.
They were close – as close as honey and bees.
If Grandpa felt a cold comin’ on –
Well Ol’ Tige was the one who would sneeze
Grandpa was noted for his wealth and generosity.
His love for me was demonstrated when he paid my college fees.
The love he held for Tige was almost the same for me.
And ol’ Tige was always with Grandpa wherever he might be.
College life was different then, separation was the norm.
And years at Alma Mater meant years far from the farm.
Students have it difficult and allowances soon shrink
So, short of money there, I soon began to think.
Grandpa, bless his giving heart, quickly came to mind
That bulldog owned his generous heart – if somehow I could find
Some way to convince my grandpa to increase the money sent --
I came upon a devious plan – and this is how it went.
I wrote and told my grandpa, “There’s things you ought to know.
The things they’re doin’ here at school will set your heart aglow.”
“They’re takin’ all these sorts of dogs – it came as quite a shock
Grandpa, you won’t believe me, they’re teachin’ dogs to talk.”
Now grandpa loved ol’ Tige so much it didn’t take him long
To ask how much would it take to send ol’ Tige along?
Well, when I gave a figure, Grandpa was satisfied
If this crazy scheme was figured out, there’s no place I could hide.
I kept feeding grandpa all sorts of good reports
How Tige was a star pupil and mascot of all sports
Two years passed and soon there came the time to take Tige home
Grandpa was so excited -- Tige was never more to roam.
Grandpa came runnin’ when I stepped down off the train.
His eager eyes were searching for what he’d never see again.
“Where’s ol’ Tige?” he asked, as we began to walk.
“He’s not comin’.” I replied, “C’mon we need to talk.”
This morning I was shaving in the bathroom by the sink
And Tige was justa talkin’ when he looked at me and winked.
“Ya know’ he said, “I’ll be so glad to be back home at last.”
There are some things I’ve thought about that went on in the past.”
“I was standin’ at the mirror with my razor in my hand
Ol’ Tige was talkin’ ‘bout some things he couldn’t understand.
I could not believe the lies he told – things he’d seen first hand
Like the times he saw you wrestlin’ with that female hired hand.”
His words just lit a fire with the pictures that he painted
I almost couldn’t help myself – Grandpa, I nearly fainted.
It seems that I lost it some and when I finally woke,
I’d grabbed him by the backa his neck and cut his lyin’ throat.
I know grandpa was shaken, I saw it in his eyes.
A look of consternation he could not disguise
He seemed to be relieved, as he looked at me and said,
“Now, Son, I really need to know, are you sure ol’ Tige is dead?”
Years have hidden the truth of this deception that I wrought.
I’m the one who wove deceptive tales that everybody bought.
But when the truth is told at last and no more lies are found
You’ll gladly find an ending that surely will astound.
Grandpa? -- He now lives with Jesus, and me? -- I’m headed there.
Tige? – I know he’s still around though I shouldn’t tell you where.
We made a pact some years ago when things went awfully bad.
For years he’s been the best darn mascot my school ever had.
Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”
Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”
One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…
Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”
He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.
Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”
Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.
Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed.
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.
Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.
Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray,
“Lord, let this day be my last.”
For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Both quietly passed away.
The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….
Stood an old dog beside the stone,
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”
He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place.
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.
She smiled. “I had a dog when I was young...
a good one too. His name was Pal.”
Cindy had a little Bird,
Little Bird, little Bird,
Cindy had a little Bird,
Its feathers were yellow as the sun
And everywhere that Cindy went,
Cindy went, Cindy went,
Everywhere that Cindy went
The Bird was sure to go
It followed her to school one day
School one day, school one day
It followed her to school one day
Which was against the rules.
It made the children laugh and play,
Laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play
To see a Bird at school
And so the teacher turned it out,
Turned it out, turned it out,
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near
And waited patiently about,
Patiently about, patiently about,
And waited patiently about
Till Cindy did appear
"Why does the Bird love Cindy so?"
Love Cindy so? Love Cindy so?
"Why does the Bird love Cindy so?"
The eager children cried
"Why, Cindy loves the Bird, you know."
Loves the Bird, you know, loves the Bird, you know
"Why, Cindy loves the Bird, you know."
The teacher did reply
I see her still in twilights shroud
At visions edge she’s standing still
She lives on for me, but makes no sound
Her presence felt , a loving glow.
She watches me with sightless eyes
The look that speaks but makes no sound
Where shadows spill she lingers now
But when I look I cannot see, just feel.
She should be here if fate were kind
My partner in the quite times
I miss the things she needed that I gave.
That giving soul that has now passed.
She waits, I know she does.
The bond that held will always be
She was my friend, my love, my charge.
Now my pain, my loss, my memory’s dear.
Kids Love For Animals ( Poem )
Children’s favorite shows are of animals
I have hours in a playlist that are laughable
Like a camera pecking rooster and fun monkeys
To a mom and a baby miniature donkeys
Videos of wild turkeys and charming geese
Ducks in water and chicks learning to speak
Dazzling ostrich and many free birds
Some you would not want to move towards
A large unique animal is the alligator
The total opposite of the caterpillar
Camels and alpacas are tall and exquisite
But they spit at you when you try to visit
There are also hornpout and catfish videos
and a painted box turtle that is really slow
Beautiful miniature horses and elegant ponies
Border collies herding sheep to earn their trophies
Little kids pig scramble is stunning to see
and a little fawn as precious as can be
Cow’s hair that needs braiding is fascinating
With the most assortment you’ve ever seen
Come to my view with me youtube channel
If the kids are being hard to handle
Just start it up and walk away
To get your housework done for the day
By : Doris Anne Beaulieu
At : https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLWSq_PMWxD9q2V0UVqzX50Y6Y2pDaKISv
She's been gone for 16 years now
but her memory lingers on.
It seems like only yesterday,
I still can't believe she's gone!
From the first day that I met her,
there was never any doubt.
She's the one who taught me,
what love was all about.
Whenever I came home from work,
she met me at the door!
She was always glad to see me,
we had such great rapport.
In the evening while I watched TV,
she would snuggle in real tight.
Then when bedtime rolled around,
she would sleep with me all night.
We loved each others company
it coud not be denied.
For 14 years, my faithfull friend,
was right there by my side.
Her breed was, Boston Bulldog,
but she was gentle as could be.
Her coat was mostly brown and white,
but was a true-blue friend to me!
I've had happy times throughout my life,
of that, there is no doubt!
But "Goldilocks", my canine friend,
showed what love was all about!
Contest: The Secondhand Emotion
By: Ralph Taylor
Cassie came to me
damaged and afraid
“just let me hide in this corner”
it was like she prayed
“I’ll be fine if left alone
with food and water
I’m not sure she wanted
to even be alive
I forced my love on her
for I wouldn’t settle for this
forced gentle caresses
warm hugs and a kiss
though I knew
she couldn’t be expected
to understand any of this
day after day
I fought the war to win her heart
night after night
I seemed to be losing the battle
waiting for love to start
one night I felt
her tiny, precious head
nestled against mine
curled up in my bed
her fur so soft and fine
heard her quiet, contented sigh
and that was when I knew
Cassie was finally mine
He was my best friend
His name was Snoopy
He was a beagle
My favorite pet.
I got him on Christmas day
He was just a little pup
I loved him so much
Then God took him away.
He was out hunting
He never came back
He was gone
Just like that.
I wonder every day
Where is he
I still miss him so
I cry at night
I don’t care if you’re young or even if you’re old.
Just love me.
I don’t care if you’re humble or even if you’re bold.
Just love me.
I don’t care if you’re quiet or even if you’re loud.
Just love me.
I don’t care if you’re disappointed or even proud.
Just love me.
I don’t care if you’re short or even if you’re tall.
Just love me.
I don’t care if you can stand or even if you fall.
Just love me.
You see, this type of love I have
I give to you each day.
What I think I have from you,
please don’t ever take away.
You walk with me and talk to me
and caress my loving face.
You’ve given me a home
in a safe, warm, loving place.
So, thank you, my dear loved one
for all you do for me.
You’ll always get my love
and this you’ll always see.
I’m proud to be the receiver
of your attention every day.
And, love forever more
will always come your way.
So, even when you think
that your life is in a fog.
Don’t ever fail to realize
I’ll always be your dog.
This pain in my heart is out of control,
for life without you has deeply wounded my soul.
Bitter-sweet memories flood my weary brain,
as this heartache and grief drive me insane.
Your part in my life, a blessing I treasure;
and love for my Coyote is far beyond measure.
You are at peace and suffer no pain.
This, alone, be my comfort to keep me half sane.
The air is full of mourning although the years have past,
My tears still flow like waves upon a rolling vast ocean;
I asked God to take my treasure in his trust for all time,
My sweet cat now slumbers in the silent dust.
Heavenly angels watch his still soft eternal repose,
I go there often and just sit, remember him and weep;
A moss draped stone upon the emerald green grass,
The only symbol of his existence on this earth.
He came to me a stray lost, starving and alone in the world,
Filled with utter fear and total distrust for all of mankind;
Ever so slowly a loving relationship and an eternal bond,
Death is the end of life but the love lives on.
I watched his slow breathing all that long, long night,
And when the sun rose high, he passed through the gate;
In Paradise, I imagine him waiting so quietly for me,
One day, I will hold him again to my heart.
November 1, 2013
Written by, Broken Wings
For the contest, Eternal Breath, Gail Angel Doyle
Featured poem June 29, 2014
I was just trying to remember the past
trying to remember the good people
and the bad people,
that i came across on my way,
i want you to know
that you are among the good people
that left a good trace in my life,
once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.
THEY graze in beauty on the land
of grassy glades and dewy dales,
and all that's best of dark and tanned
meets in their aspect and their tails;
thus mellowed to that tender hand
which Shepherd to gentle glen compels.
One fleece the more, one hair the less,
had half repaired the shearless grace
which wreathes in every woolen tress
or darkly tightens o'er their face,
where mouths serenely sweet express
how pure, how dear their grazing-place.
And on that rump and o'er that round
so strong, so firm, yet elegant,
the baas that win, the hooves that bound,
but tell of days in meadows spent—
a flock at peace with all around,
a drove whose milk is innocent.
01/26/2014, "First Poem On Soup" Contest
I miss you already, Buddy.
You’ve been the apple of my eye.
When I think of life without you,
It makes me cry. It makes me cry.
Oh, so many moments we've shared together,
From romping mischief and tummy rubs to those pesky fleas;
And nothing’s better than my puppy’s kiss;
You always try your very best to please.
You always curl up with me on the bed.
You always meet me at the door.
You run and jump and bark with such excitement.
Yes, Buddy, I know you couldn’t love me more.
And when all others fail me, Buddy,
My best friend is always there.
Through my very worst of times,
Your eyes and your attention said, “I care”.
Five to seven years for every one of mine
Is so little time... it’s hardly fair.
It must be God’s way of saying,
“Love them now… and well.
There’s precious little time to spare”.
But, if I should go before you, Buddy,
Love your new master without reserve;
And they will love you as you love them.
It’s what a great pup like you deserves.
I miss you already, Buddy.
You’ve been the apple of my eye.
The"tail" I have to tell, starts off really sad.
My sweet doggie Murphy died and my heart, it hurt so bad.
Until one day in early spring, I got a call that made my heart sing!
There were some puppies born in Waco, the daddy -Jasper, and mommy- Juneau.
Four little boys, three little girls. But the picture of one boy, made my heart twirl!
So I waited for a week or two, to meet my little puppy-oh so new!
I named him Humphrey, such a handsome boy! He has brought laughter back and oh what a joy! He's super cute, and very smart. Many would say, he's a work of art!
He's learning new tricks, and how to potty outside. So many rules to learn and abide!
Humphrey is growing so quickly, the puppy breath will soon disappear. He will be an adult in less than a year! Every stage of his life is a blessing from above. I guess that's the true meaning of what we call "puppy love".
I have a mouse
in my house,
In my house
is a naughty mouse.
He scares my Mummy,
He tickles my tummy
and nibbles at my toe,
Yet he is my dear Joe!
He steals my swiss cheese,
My cake and my pie piece;
He sleeps in my bed
Wearing pajamas red.
He goes out on a date
and comes home late,
Sometimes he makes me mad,
At times happy, at times sad.
But my love for him is such
I love him more than too much,
He is dear Joe, my pet mouse,
Right here, in this very house!
Piddle Eee Dee
Dribble, Dribble, breakage, and Piddle
A pox on that little dog!
Ankle biter, obnoxious barker…
Wish he’d just shut up!
Chased him around all day long
But he still got my sofa again!
I wonder if my Dear Old Mother-in-Law
Could survive just one day without him!
Perhaps I should now get out the broom
A week of destroying stuff, is just too much!
So I used the broom to scoot him out the door.
Then he proceeded to dig my flowers up!
From under the fence he made an escape
I chased him for an hour and a half!
Then my Mother-in-Law came back home
And picked her precious up!!!!
Such love and warmth I've never seen… Darn…
Wouldn't that be my luck! So I’m back to…
Dribble, Dribble, breakage, and Piddle
A pox on that little dog!
Ankle biter, obnoxious barker…
Wish he’d just shut up!
Your dad, a Dachshund once stuck in Chihuahua.
The best of both in you, with that expectant
Confusing carpets for the lawn enigma.
I know….the raining….getting wet….you can’t.
As coldness chills the room, a sheet for you.
The perfect tucking of in, but you moved!
I ponder, just how crazy is my Boo?
The sheet’s thread count too low to be approved?
Your dance in circles, spinning on the floor.
Rewards and treasures known upon the racks.
Induced by meals and that one pantry door.
In such a fury, choking on the snacks.
I know what God’s book says, I’ve searched it whole.
But still, I hope you have a little soul.
I got really sick
Or else I was old,
I need to go now
My owners were told.
It happened so quick
I just went to sleep,
I hurt no longer
My owners would weep.
I went to heaven
And barked at the door,
"Please let me come in"
"I can play once more.
I know my owners
Are really so sad,
I usually was good
Yet sometimes was bad.
I had a good home
For that I was blessed,
I'll seem them again
When they lay to rest.
I do not know?
When we found you at the pound,
your eyes showed your despair,
all the others jumped around,
but not you, you just laid there.
dull chocolate coat, and painfully skinny,
you didn't even lift your head,
I watched you sadly, just a pup,
yet you seemed so grown up.
Half Lab, half Whippet, who could imagine such a dog,
we brought you home,lean and scared,
but soon to us your soul you bared,
your antics always make us all laugh,
you've long forgotten your dreadful past.
Your so full of life and vigor,
so very different than what we imagined,
our lives will never be the same,
you came and livened up our game.
Thank you Missy Lou, for being in our life,
soon you will be two, and we sure do love you,
you make our day brighter than sunshine,
and at night, when your day's play is done,
all your toys are put away.
By my side you lay, sleeping so gently,
as I stroke your silky coat,
sometimes you open a honey colored eye,
and look up at me contented, and then give out a little sigh.
Dedicated to our wonderful dog Missy Lou
who we adopted from the local animal shelter
in March, 2009. She didn't turn out to be what we
thought we wanted, but she turned out to be just
what we needed in our life. She is truly a ball of energy!
We love her!
striking chartreuse eyes
my true companion has these...
It seems like just the other day
Our pup, Shadrack, did pass away;
And altho’ they never seemed like friends,
My old cat, Jorg, knew Shad had met
his untimely end.
He mourned his loss every day
And looked for Shadrack everywhere.
He’d mew and moan as if to say,
“We were friends. I do care.”
Then one night, an eerie howl
Awoke me from my sleep.
He’d found Shad’s toys and left no doubt
That his feelings did run deep.
So our tedious search began
To find another likely pup;
But while my poor wife still grieved,
Could another measure up?
We went to Second Chance and Free to Live.
She just could not make up her mind.
She loved them all; but, if she picked just one,
The rest would have to stay behind.
Then, quite by chance, there was a “pound pup”
Who’d been picked up from the streets.
He was a mutt, a “schnauza-pug”;
But he was awfully sweet.
He jumped up and kissed her frantically.
He seemed aware of his “iffy” situation.
He made the best of his opportunity.
Tears of joy told her elation.
“This is the one”, she smiled through tears,
As she held him oh, so tight.
“I’m sure that Jorg will like him too.
Everything will be alright”.
And so it was, until one day
When old Jorg did pass away…
There was no hesitation on this sad occasion;
Come Saturday morning, we went straight
to the pound,
Open minded and hoping to be “saviors”,
Surely a nice cat was to be found.
“Sadly”, the lady said,” three kitties have only today.
There’s Andre and Panda and another one too”.
My wife smiled and said, “Jorg was your boy. You pick.
They’re both beautiful cats. It’s up to you”.
As I pondered this commitment
Another cat, a young one, caught my eye.
Like Jorg, he was a common gray tabby.
Fond memories were stirred. I almost cried.
On closer look, his name was Boris;
And, strangely, he was number three.
There was a small sign on his crate,
“I don’t like other cats and other cats don’t like me”.
But there was character in his eyes and he was cute.
He was rolling and purring and stretching.
He seemed to look deep into my heart
And did his best to be quite fetching.
But because he was just a common gray tabby,
And because of the little sign,
His chances were slim, his future quite dim
And one day is precious little time.
For a moment I was lost in his eyes
And I heard his desperate plea,
“I’m a swell cat and litter box trained.
Take me. Please, take me”.
“Well”, my wife urged, “is it Andre or Panda”?
“One of us will take the other kitty.”, two older ladies chimed.
“You can each have one ladies”, I said with a smile.
I want Boris and he wants to be mine”.
In just hours he was romping and rolling with Pepper,
Who had happily welcomed his new friend.
Boris was a perfect fit, an affirmation;
The Circle of Life never ends.
Much more Joy than Sadness in this Circle,
And there should never be regrets.
Honor their memories and all the love they share,
Never break the Circle, never be without a Pet.
Place your hand upon my coat,
Watch me shiver so,
Pure ecstasy with you I feel,
Through my eyes I touch your soul.
For ill be there at your waking,
My tail, wagging to and fro.
In the evening bring you comfort,
When the days, stress has took its toll.
Can there be a friend so loyal,
Who will be there when you call?
In this ever changing world,
Some things never change at all.
She was a devoted ole gal always at her best
so many days I cried hanging off her chest
down to the lake in the hot summertime
we would cool her off and swing on a vine
Every morning at five am here came Belle, now my friend
and again at six pm there Belle was ready to work again
years passed and Belle became a part of our family
we worked, we played, and we milked twice a day
Half my life she was one of my dear friends
I greeted her in summer with warm sun burnt skin
and in winter I spent my time warming them
when Belle died I can't say things were ever the same again
Belle had become more than a cow in a pen, who gave us milk
she became a babysitter, a circus act, part of the swim team, for the neighborhood
but most of all Belle had become a lonely teen's dear friend
Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play.
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted. He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue. Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious. Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked. Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”
So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.
“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it! It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard. “How’d you get back? Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile. “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”
Lord help me to be
the person my dog
thinks I am
There he comes to say good morning, mommy.
My cat Louie with eyes of gold, stripes that
wrap around him from head to tail.
On his paws he has white socks.
He comes meowing loudly making sure I hear him.
he wants me to know 'his dish is empty and his fat belly
is too' again he meows 'Mommy get up and feed 'me'.
As I get up and I am walking into the kitchen he decides
to bloop him self at my feet, rolling, yawning and wanting
me to see his furry fat empty belly.
See mommy this belly needs to be filled up!
I tell him he is a beautiful boy, up he comes
looks at me and meows 'now for kitty sake
It's been over a month since I've seen your face,
I hope you're in a better place.
When I see your saddening grave,
You seem so helpless and tremendously brave.
I'd love to be with you again,
To see you playing around in your pin.
I keep wishing on the brightest star,
Because I know just where you are.
When I look to the skies,
They remind me of your beautiful eyes.
I think you should know, my world is torn,
It takes skills, trying not to mourn.
My heart is fractured; it cannot be repaired,
The feelings from my soul cannot be shared.
Your fur so black, with specks of whites,
Remind me of the darkest nights.
My mouth whispers words of love,
Like the angelic voice of a precious dove.
Your eyes shine so lovingly bright,
To create such a beautiful sight.
I hold your image close,
Like nature does a rose.
The tears I shed are jewels from my heart,
Without you I have no idea where to start.
Missing you is all I can bare to do,
Wandering around without a clue.
Looking back at all those times I spent, thinking of you,
My heart is lacking what is needed, it needs something true.
I look over those days, wishing I could change the past,
But knowing it all came way too fast.
I'd always wanted a dog of my own,
And you were the best dog I'd ever known.
I'm sorry for all the times I pushed you down,
Instead of picking you up, off the ground.
The way your eyes used to glow,
Let your true colors show.
The date is carved in my heart,
Written on every piece of art.
And I'll keep wishing on the brightest star,
Until I'm right where you are.
I will never forget your loving face,
I know you're in a better place.
Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?
Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”
The puppy’s eyes were huge and sad.
His tail a drum did beat within my head.
His whimper a sound from which I could not part.
His posture defeated struck upon my heart.
His expectations high. His whimpers slow.
Within his cage he lays submissively low.
I could not walk away when invited in by eyes so bright.
I reached low to scratch his ears and touch his head so light.
Upon my hand he did drool, as his tongue did lick to know.
Then he held me in his mouth so tight as not to let me go.
A connection felt, a gentle hand, a belly rub a treat.
I knew to hold him close- my heart made whole again would beat.
Forever mine whispered in my ear. I could not let him go.
Unconditional love to feel- I could not look away, so
Our heart beat once- then twice again in unison unique.
Without a doubt- one way to go- my heart does tightly seek.
I know to take him home- my life would be so sweet.
One dog has died. Now another found. My life continues still.
New hopes and dreams- to home we go as life proclaims its’ fill.
But his friend sits shivering, as we prepare to leave.
My heart grows suddenly still. To look, to see, my heart to believe
One is good, but two is best- two hearts my love can shield.
Toward my home we turn again- three hearts to joyfully yield.
Once a house- now a home we will successfully build.
So if a shelter you do pass, stop a moment to see…
Perhaps a loved one waits inside, if a loving home you have a need...
He stood and aimlessly watched the parade of patrons and volunteers that wandered daily past his kennel. All so familiar, so ordinary. Just like every other day he mused. Nothing new. Nothing special.
Moving to the small crumpled blanket near the back of his cage, he turned several times and finally curled up, head on his paws, positioned so that he could watch the activity around him. But in reality, he was bored. It had been a long time since he had met each morning with anticipation. Too many days. Too much disappointment. He would leave all that barking and racing to the front of their cage to the younger pups who hadn’t figured out yet that the cute ones went first. It didn’t really make any difference what you did to attract attention if you weren’t young or cute, or both.
Too much time had gone by to participate in the charade. In reality, Walter had seen a lot of people that he would rather not spend a lot of time with. You know the type. Kind of hyper, bouncing from stray to stray, looking for a perfect dog. Kids poking their fingers through the kennel screen or banging on it. Some even making barking sounds. He didn’t need any of that and was glad when they were gone.
Walter was very picky. Set in his ways after so many years. He had had it good for a long time. An only dog in a household of two people that let him be himself. No tricks. No stunts. Just long naps and daily walks. A yard to himself to reflect on what was for dinner. He had been fond of his doggy bed in their bedroom. Each night he would help his owner walk through the house turning off the lights and checking the doors before they climbed the stairs together. And there was always one last good night pat before settling down.
But those days were gone now. First one had become ill and went to the hospital and never came back. The other one changed overnight, spending long days, sitting mostly. The walks became less frequent. Walter did what he could. He could see it in their eyes that they were hurting from their loss. He would make a point of laying his head in their lap, trying to let them know that he missed them too. At times like this, he instinctively knew that although it remained unsaid, they only had each other.
He remembers well the day that his owner snapped a leash on him and said, “well Walter, I’m afraid we have to say goodbye. I have to go to a place where they won’t let me keep you, so I am going to have to let you go.” Walter could see the tears in his eyes. He knew it would do him no good to whine or resist. It was obvious there were no alternatives. And besides, it would just make it harder on his owner. But he was going to miss him. It was not going to be easy to adjust.
But adjust he did. He had been here a long time now and had seen countless pups and dogs trot past his cage with light hearts and new owners, heading off with new found hopes and expectations. But it soon became obvious that there weren’t a lot of people that wanted an old yellow hound. Everyone wanted the young ones. So here he lay, dozing a bit, but still keeping an eye on those walking by, many giving him but a glance before moving on.
He heard them before the saw them. ”Honey” the voice said. ”That looks like Walter, old Mr. Whitney’s dog.” Walters ears perked up a little. ”Do I know them” he thought. ”They seem to know me”. I’d better go take a closer look” and with that, he stood and slowly ambled toward his kennel gate, giving a cautious wag of his tail.
“It is him” the man said. ”Walter, how you doing boy? Do you remember me?”
And upon closer inspection, Walter did remember him. He used to live right across the street. He would see him in his yard and if Walter were to ramble over, he usually had a dog treat in his pocket. With the recognition, Walter gave a little stronger wag and moved toward the fingers extended through the fencing. It was good to see an old friend.
“What do you say hon” the man said. ”How would you feel about bringing Walter home with us?”
Walter looked at the woman and saw her nod in agreement. ”You wait here and I’ll go find a volunteer.”
The man bent down and said “What do you think Walter? Would you like to go home with us?”
Actually, Walter decided, he could think of nothing he would like more. A chance to go back to the old neighborhood with people he already knew. What was there not to like.
Soon the woman returned and the gate opened. A leash was snapped on Walter and together they proceeded past the rows of dogs and puppies, all vying for their attention. Walter couldn't help but stand a little straighter, stepping a little more lightly, showing off. ”This is what going home looks like guys.” he thought. ”Good luck and goodbye”.
As they neared the car the man said “I can’t believe we found you Walter. There is someone I am going to take you to see. I can’t wait to see the expression on his face when you walk in his room>”
Walter, of course, knew exactly who he was talking about. And he couldn't wait to see the expression on his face either.
I do not know?
Many, many years ago – when I was only ten,
Times were so much happier - life was simpler then,
No problems met with me each day
My role in life was to run and play.
And destiny was just a word
I never used and seldom heard.
My youthful days were never spent
In worry over food or rent.
But fate will always have its say
In all things meant to come our way.
And something lacking in my life
Was often causing major strife.
Loneliness would follow me
Though kids galore were there to be
Playmates during times of need
When something caused my soul to bleed
Then fate employed parental love
And called on heaven up above
To let something play the part
And still the aching in my heart
Well, heaven knew how kids are made
And knew what caused my joy to fade.
So, early on one winter morn
A little spotted pup was born.
He’s grown into a faithful friend
And many joyful hours we spend
Just knowing that the love we share
Whenever needed will be there.
Dogs are of a special breed
And always fill some special need.
I'll cherish always that special day -
The day that Buster came to stay
John Posey 12/04/12
What could I say that you don't already know
One last word to share with you before you have to go
After 9 years of being loved and loving everyday
Was there really anything at all that we have left to say
I loved you every second, every moment since we met
You had the strongest sweetest soul I've come to know here yet
I think my greatest comfort since we met until you passed
Is I know I spent my time with you as if it were my last
It really didn't shock me that you didn't stay so long
The angel wings you flew in on have always fluttered strong
It's funny when I think of all the things I did, and see
If I was here to care for you or you to care for me?
And so it's time to say farewell I'll do the best I can
Until we're reunited my soft, sweet, bossy little man!
Need to understand:
What I am?
But more important:
What is this?
I have four paws and a tail
This has two paws and no tail
I'm little, but strong
This is bigger and taller
I like to leak this thing
It gives out strange sounds
What an unusual situation!
But not bad, if I have to say
I used to live in a cage
It came and brought me away
Here, where I'm wondering now
I don't know yet, but I like it.
It was a chilly morning in paradise...
Autumn was already here...
A time for strange things to happen, as it is that time of year...
She was up most of the night, doing a write....
Regarding some hubs and her series titled "Legend of Fred "
Ahh the questions she had... rolling around in her head..
Were “where were her readers, her followers “ her Hubbers...?
They had all seemed to like what she wrote in the past..
But lately her hubs were falling so fast....
She had written articles on health and life..
perhaps she had targeted too much strife...
Maybe they wanted to read about food..
But when you're not a cook, that would be kinda rude..
Oh, will wonders never cease ?
So she decided she'd get some zzzzz's
She lay in her bed, not moving at all...
but breathing quite deeply, as I saw the covers fall...
So I stretched my muscles and walked ever so slow..
So as not to wake her , then I spied her big toe..
Sticking out from the blanket..it was such a temptation..
And with me having such a" foot fixation".. however...
She needed the rest , so she can finish her quest..
I have some thoughts of my own...
that I would like to share in a poem..
And I would be happy to help her.. but..
I don’t think the world is ready for me...
as I am a BLOGGING CAT.. you see
So I will close for now...everyone have a great week...as
I'm off to seek something that has a tweak and a squeak..
Messy dog kisses:
Most likely are full of germs,
But make me happy.
Oh, my children; precious babes!
I've placed all your pictures on the shelf
And as I wander toward my grave
You love me more than you love yourself...
Talk about your unconditional love.
These furball babies were sent from above.
When I come home they greet me at the door.
Then run and tag each other 'cross the floor!
I love to watch them on their window perch.
With wide-eyed wonder on a squirrel search.
Or watching birdies fly past their domain.
On sharp alert they listen to the rain.
Such comfort I get when I'm sick or sad.
When they climb in my lap I can't feel bad.
For special treats they get some kitty nip.
I roar with laughter as I watch them flip!
Just can't imagine life without these two.
That they enrich my world's so very true!
Written by Deb Wilson -November 2nd 2011
*for contest"Write Me A Happy Poem"
sponsored by Francine Roberts
I wasn't there to say goodbye
I often contemplate the reasons why
You were very sick that day
I still went to a friends to stay
My phone buzzed with the final news
That you had gone there were no clues
A dog, my friend for 16 years
I shed that worth amount in tears
Dicken my dear you were my brother
You took care of me like a mother
If I could say something to you
It's that I'm sorry and love you too
I would not want to relive that day
But it's in my memory here to stay
I'm standing at your gravesite, Gran,
where you were laid to rest!
I ain't that good at explaining stuff,
but I'll do my very best!
I hope that you will listen,
to what I have to say,
I just came by, to let you know,
that Roscoe's on his way!
I know that you'll be happy,
to have him back again!
You two, were near inseparable,
as I remember, way back when!
He was a pup, three weeks old,
when I placed him in your hand!
You pretended to be angry,
and I didn't understand!
Soon, you let your guard down!
He became, your new best friend.
You spent 12 great years togeather,
side by side, until the end!
Roscoe, wasn't quite the same,
since you passed, two years ago.
He missed the one he loved the most,
more than you could ever know!
Old age, illness, and a broken heart,
was more than he could take!
We had to have him put to sleep!
It was best, for Roscoes sake!
So keep you eye out, Granny,
Roscoe's on his way!
You'll be togeather, for eternity,
that's what we hope and pray!
It was a little cold this morning.
Colder this morning
than any other so far this year.
Of course every day this year seems
colder than any year before.
It’s October now.
It’ll be my birthday soon.
I’ll be eighty-four… or twelve.
I guess it all depends on who’s counting.
My best friends came to visit me today.
We spent some time in the backyard
just enjoying one another’s company.
They seemed a little distant…
maybe sad, even.
They did their best to hide it from me,
but I could tell.
After a time of laughter,
love and hidden tears,
my best friend asked
if I wanted to go for a ride.
Never one to turn down an adventure,
I gladly accepted.
The wind in the truck
was more than I have been used to.
God how it made my bones ache.
But it was nice to be out.
It had been quite a while
since my last outing.
When we arrived at the lake
my friend could tell how bad I hurt,
so he helped me out of the truck.
My best friend and I walked a ways
and I could feel the sadness in him
coming to the surface.
But he didn't seem to want to talk about it.
I figured I’d just let him talk about it
if he wanted.
I wasn’t going to pressure him.
He just put his hand on my back
and told me he loved me.
Then he said he had something for me
as he tussled the hair on my head.
He pulled a bag of Goldfish Crackers
out of his pocket
and offered me some.
God knows I love Goldfish Crackers.
I smiled at him and thanked him.
I never eat them one at a time.
I always eat them by the mouthful.
Today was no different.
After my second helping
I glanced at my friend once more.
I swear he knew exactly what I was thinking.
I have no doubt how much he loves me...
I just wish I could tell him
how much I love him.
I glanced down at the remaining crackers
and as I began to eat them I was secretly hoping
that more might magically appear before me.
As I did, I heard a sound.
A sharp sound.
As much in the distance
as right above me.
I guess it was the sound that
Goldfish Crackers make
magically appear before you.
Because there they were.
And here they are.
I could eat Goldfish Crackers forever.
I wonder if there are Goldfish Crackers in Heaven.
©2010, R. Erin Lenth
I wrote this poem late in the evening after I put Sarah, my faithful Labrador
He's a loyal friend,
Faithful 'til the end.
He listens with patience
To my lively cadence.
By the wag of his tail,
I know joy shall prevail.
My loving, adoring pet,
My greatest of friendships yet.
There's nothing so fine
As this dog of mine.
A gift from above,
He gives of his love.
He's devoted and true,
He asks very little too.
He never complains,
Unless he's in pain.
He's a comic at times
And I laugh 'til I cry.
He is ready to play
Anytime, night or day.
I throw him his toy
And he jumps for joy.
Then seems to say, "Let's go,
Give it another throw."
He's a sly little fox,
Houdini out the box.
I've yet to learn his tricks,
For he's crafty and quick.
But he always comes home,
From wherever he's roamed.
So I say a prayer and Hallelujah,
He's safely home, my beautiful Luca.
TLH © 11-18-2011
Man and dog, reputed best friends, rise above death’s fears.
With lives on the line, heroes save, minds and hearts in action.
Stories mount across counties where rescuers save many tears.
Not for any gain or fame, but for responsible satisfaction.
A perky little poodle, pretty, adorned in green and gray,
Trapped inside a smoke filled house could not get away.
Firemen forced their way inside in time to save the day.
She squirmed in the arms of safety, well enough to play.
A black and white dog fell through the ice; he was not skating.
The thinly frozen water, his trap, oh, day in Rhode Island.
Rescuers came to save that dog; there was no hesitating.
They quickly warmed the shaking beast and gave a life-saving hand.
A German shepherd gone astray in the Los Angeles River
Stood on a shallow watery ledge, amid rushing waters.
His savior dangled above the scene, without any shivers.
A struggle for life, one bite to the thumb…success never falters.
A candle flame, dog owner out, disaster begins to rage.
Five dogs in Colorado Springs saved while the fire burned.
One Chihuahua crossed the Vail to the great doggie sage.
But with love and a fireman’s CPR, her life was soon returned.
Across the species border, thrives a caring respect for life.
Both man and canine have been willing to sacrifice breath itself.
Facing danger, against raging flames, bravery beyond strife,
A "dobbie" protects her puppies loving her babies more than herself.
The rescuer knew she passed through her fears and did so aptly.
He had risked his life for her and her pups, awareness shone well.
Both man and dog covered in ash with faces gray and sooty,
No bite, but kisses of thankfulness, she gave, so the world could tell.
© January 29, 2011
I had a dog named Ranger.
His fur was brown and white.
His eyes were full of mystery.
His disposition, a delight!
Whenever I was resting,
he'd climb up on my knee.
He would lick my hand and snuggle in,
while I sat and watched TV.
We were family, for sixteen years,
through good times and through bad.
Ranger's gone, but never forgotten,
the best friend I ever had.
Let love fly
With ethereal compassion, a soft glow in her eyes,
she picks up the baby eagle, tries to convey words
of eloquent reassurance, sincerely she tries.
Look, June is here this morning; and sun is shining hot;
last night’s storm belongs to last night; it has left an eagle;
a homeless, hurt, upset baby; it feels forlorn, lost, caught.
She takes it home; makes enclosures; feeds it with love, care.
It still feels solo, alone within, fed by love, fed up.
The enclosure of good concern grows smaller with time’s each turn.
The bird’s soul belongs to the sky; in its eyes silent prayer
flares up as it cries; shrill piercing call to its own kind.
Let it fly.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Some people need money,
To make them feel at home.
But there's something in little Nala's eyes,
That doesnt make me feel so alone.
Bright orange furr like a sunsets,
Such warm welcomes in her grass- green eyes.
She's chubby and cute and adventurous,
Without the flaws of hatred, mis-used skill, and lies.
She dont care what I wear, what I look like or what they think,
As long as I keep her safe and warm from those cold city streets.
Some people choose their pet or so they believe,
But I didn't choose Nala.
She Chose Me. <3
Usually prefer pussycats to dogs
Though we have a Golden named Annie
Guess it might be a real tossup though
Annie's pretty special and uncanny
This gal can smell barbecued chicken
From at least a couple of rooms away
Comes bounding into the kitchen
Ready for whatever comes her way
How can I resist this gorgeous animal
Got me tied around her paw
Zoe the cat is a real sweetheart too
I'm torn between these two pets-in-law
Guess I'll just spread my love between both
Annie can show fits of jealousy
Chasing Zoe and threatening her life
But really they get along quite famously
© Jack Ellison 2014
Don’t go anywhere, my dear
Don’t leave me here
Stay in my heart or stay in my liver
I’m with you leave me never
Watching you watching you
Catching you catching you
I love you I hold you
I kiss you I scold you
Talk to me and walk with me
Touch me and dance with me
Oh I did not give you the meals and rest
That's why you have proved to be the best
If I love this way to a man
He will feel tortured and frustrated
You are my darling you are my dog
I feel proud of you oh my lovely blacky
I chose you to love you
you are so different but yet again
You love me hug me and bear a lot
Yet people say why love the dog?
The way that you’re crying,
You sound like you’re dying…
You can’t get enough of that food!
And then, when I feed you,
You say, “I don’t need you!”
And you’re in another bad mood!
Stop trying to bite me!
I think that you might be…
A little too cruel and crabby!
No matter what I say,
I’ll adore you anyway!
You’ll always be my love, Tabby!
In a past life I must have killed a priest,
or could it be that on flesh i did feast?
Maybe I brutally raped a God ordained nun.
Because in this life I am being shunned.
My kittens have died, one every other day.
Three total and one other will not get that pardon or stay.
Feline leukemia, so all my cats will surely die.
The only humane thing is to euthanize, and so I cry.
Lois, then Jasper, next Quagmire, now Emmett too,
The mama cat, and their older brother will die, how can we get through?
Hopefully the three orphans weren't exposed enough,
Four weeks until we'll know, why does life have to be so tough?
The mama, Maxine, was named after my grandma who died,
the kids and Illyanna got her for me, because all I did was cry.
A year and a half of joy and love she brought to me.
Why does she and all the kittens have to die, is what I plea.
What have I done to have a life where I struggle every day?
I'm not a bad person, I'm kind and loving, how much more must we pay?
A mother, who didn't want me for a while, many men who used and abused me.
At times like this, it makes me want to give up on life, to turn and flee.
They say God doesn't give you more than you can handle at one time,
I feel like its a lie, I feel unjustly convicted of a horrible crime.
Today I have to choose, let my animals suffer or give them the mercy of death.
To bury six members of my family in seven days, will leave me bereft.
How much torture and pain must one person or family have to go through?
This isn't some fiction story, every word I write is nothing but true.
Every passing minute, more of my heart breaks piece by piece.
I don't smoke, or drink, or do drugs, or have sex, so I have no release.
Let me wake, and it be nothing more than a horrible dream,
I can't take much more of this crappy bad luck, its too extreme.
God, if you're there, why are you doing this to all of us?
I've always been told You are someone we can trust!
Please God, please don't take anything else away.
My heart and soul whither as the ends start to fray.
Tell me what you want me to do and I will gladly obey.
Just please, Dear God, I can't handle the agonizing dismay.
Ornery in the mornings balled up on my chair,
a stretch, a yawn, a "purr" to remind me she's there.
Delicately munching her chicken flavored brunch,
leaned over her bowl with an elegant hunch.
She spins, flops, rolls and claws, and ZING!...
She's gone without a blinking pause.
Catnip guiltily clouds the air,
the red handed suspect creator of this devilish hair.
She flies back in and drops to her back,
"now you sir rub my belly whilst I take a nap!"
How splendidly grand the life of this cat.
Late afternoon, on a June day, I took a stroll.
Another day like any other, but soon no more,
Shaded area before, darkened my heartfelt soul.
Talking to him, just a few minutes before, the roar,
We were pals, my little canine friend, poet and me.
Always together, except, when truck came speeding.
Listening, this terrible sound, how could it be?
Knowing the worst, I carried him, my heart pleading.
Witness your departure
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease?
You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…
And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?
I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home
Nourish me…and be my beloved friend
Will this friendship last forever?
Hopefully it has no end
Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?
Because of you…I feel the need to run
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal
And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome
My atrocious anxiety?
I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom –
Vibrant with glee
Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight
I love my Mousey,
She lives in a field in BrushCreek, Tennessee,
Walking with her her of cattle,
As happy as she will ever be.
Without this there would be only she,
And i could make her as happy as me,
I miss her immensly, for thee i wish well,
For everyday i wish she wont sell,
And I could show her in the Dekalb County Fair,
I would sell never an ounce of her.
Hehe not even one of her little white hairs.
Even when all the way over there,
Mine she is for no one but me to share, if I do so happen to dare.
Cute as a button,
A button her nose may well be,
Where I first touched her sweet little body,
Not once but twice sweetly,
For wherever she goes I could spot her, along with her sister and mother.
Many a mile away, for she is not at all,
Not at all what you would say a little grayish thing.
But a heifer who grows daily,
Only to shove the motherly tears away.
In my eyes though, she will always be, forever and always, my baby girl, my sweetie,
my beautiful girl, my Mousey
I was a-munchin’ ‘n’ a-crunchin’ on some crackers ‘n’ cheese
When a-someone or a-somethin’ came ‘n’ tickled my knees –
With her tail up in the air in a question mark tease,
‘Twas my little grey kitten mewin’ wide-green eyed pleas –
Beggin’ of her human, “Oh kind human, please
Won’t you let me share in yer crackers ‘n’ cheese?”
I looked into her tiny face ‘n’ made the choice with ease –
Doncha know that to my heart this kitten holds the keys?
I felt her purrs flow past me, a gentle, liltin’ breeze,
‘N’ now my kitten’s doin’ the munchin’ on my crackers ‘n’ cheese!
Never forget what you have
Your home is your haven and to let your hair down
The love of your home, its the place to be
With the love of all of your family
Home is truly where the heart is
Remember that the work day is done
Never bring home the toils from the day
Relax and have fun that is the way!
When you walk in the door you will see
The smiling faces of your family
Kiss them hello and have a good night
Be aware that the home you have worked so hard for
Is the place to rest and relax and say
I have done all I can for this day is done its with the
Family, wow I am sure gonna have some fun!
You always make me smile and laugh
You don’t know how funny you are
You make me happy when I am sad
I know you’re never too far
You sulk when I put my cap on you
Bark at dogs on TV like they can hear you
I can’t help but to laugh at you
But your love can’t be compared to
You hate having your picture took
Even though you love attention
You hide your face when I pick a camera up
But your ears pop up any time the word food is mentioned
You always manage to make me happy
Even when I want to cry
The press give a bad name to staffies
But I know you wouldn’t hurt a fly
At worst you would lick someone to death
Make them give you a little fuss
I know I have your loyalty, love and respect
Aswell as your trust
You get hyper whenever anyone comes through the door
And start jumping up them to say hello
I don’t need another’s love when I’ve got yours
Picked me up when I felt low
I may pay the rent
But it’s clear you own the flat and are in control
But you are such a good friend
You watch to make sure I put food in your bowl
You eat it then take yourself off to bed
With all the room you sleep on my side
“I’ll make her move” I say in my head
But can’t give into her big puppy eyes
You think licking my face will cure a cold or sickness
Or maybe you’re saying “put some food in my dishes”
There’s no limits to your laughs and hugs
There’s no love like a dogs love
My animals are like family to me, not just a pet.
My cat is in labor, and she's having issues, so all I can do is fret.
The emergency Vet wants four hundred and fifty dollars!
I don't have it, so she's denied and all I can do is holler.
So what am I supposed to let her sit here and die?
It makes me want to go stab that jerk in his eye!
You should be a Vet because you love animals, not money.
What's a cat's life to them? I don't think its a damn bit funny.
I mean the economy is low and I'm not asking to do it for free.
Just to let me make payments, how hard can that really be?
Cruel-hearted, greedy people that are ruthless and hollow.
You can bet karma will most definitely linger and follow.
Some people just don't understand, she isn't a cat, she's my baby.
There is a chance she will live, and I hate living on the whim of a "maybe".
What choice do I have? I'll take her to her normal vet tomorrow morning.
If my "daughter' dies, that emergency Vet will need some serious warning.
She's a beautiful feline, with soft fur, half white. half black and stunning.
With God's luck, she'll finish labor and her children will be coming!
What a pussy is my pussy cat
soft, silky, shiny n delicate
touching her makes me feel
mouth-melting goody chocolate
she would purr, turn and mew
warming herself up and me
she wags her tail up up and down
like a waggling kite flying free
she would push and rub my hand
when i gently scratch her back
i would poke her erect ears
her smooth contour i would track
Her claws are hellish razor sharp
but she'd never swipe at me
she and i share innocent love
together we play with joy and glee.
when i hold the pussy in my lap
I could clearly feel her heart beat
her throbbings are like a virgin bride
her bloom would feel like gossamer treat.
Ailing baby cats die exacting fear grief having inevitably just killed loving mothers not
only plainly questioning reasons some things understanding vile wrong-doing xanax yields
All my life I longed for you.
You filled my thoughts and dreams.
You'd stand majestic, head held high,
My mind's eye saw the gleam,
Of vibrant health, unbounded strength,
That shone from a glistening coat,
The look of eagles in your eye,
As you moved you seemed to float,
Like the billowing clouds that float across,
The azure sky above.
When I'm with you I too can fly,
I soar on wings of love.
We glide across the meadow,
Beneath the sun lit sky,
We are the best of fellows,
My dog, my horse and I.
I believe God had many reasons for giving us the animals and if we try we can figure out what those reasons are.
For one thing, I believe the first and foremost reason was to TEACH US.
Have you ever noticed they have remained just as He created them?
They never deviated from the original plan.
We, However, have done our level best to IMPROVE on PERFECTION; and we have poisoned the environment and nearly destroyed the entire planet in the attempt.
What is more loyal than a dog?
Animals have shown more self sacrificing loyalty and courage in the face of danger than we ever dreamed of. They love completely and will willingly sacrifice themselves for our good. How many of us will do that for them? In fact we laugh at those who will.
We KEEP them as long as it is convenient and then cast them aside without a thought for their love or well being or how much heart break they suffer for our uncaring treatment of them. We don't try to understand them at all; but we expect them to understand us. If we are so much smarter than them, how come we have never learned any of this from them? Could it be that we are so selfish and concerned for our own comfort that nothing else matters much to us?
The love we receive from our animals is completely unconditional.
The love they receive from us HAS IT'S LIMITS.
We should give that some serious thought.
He was the last, and now his gone
His body lies beneath the ground
No longer here for me to love
No longer can I will him stay
He was the last of a long long line
Of pets I’ve had since the beginning of time
He was the last, and I miss him
No tail that wags, no welcoming din
The black blanket of night
Is all around me
I can’t sleep with the memories
I can’t feel just any one thing
My head is still aching
From days of unrest
And my body is shaking
From memories at best
Fourteen years I loved that dog
My marriage gone and children grown
He stayed with me with heart and soul
Him and me is what I know
Its hard you know, when I come home
Not to hear his welcoming sounds
Not to have him at my side
No ear to scratch in the dark of night
I wanted him so much to stay
I didn’t want to face this day
I know some time we’ll meet again
When I’m through this earthly thing
There is only one thing left to say
And that is Goodbye Ziggy babe
I loved you then, I love you now
I miss you more than you will know
On a bed softer than fur and whiter than daisies,
the tenderness of a lovely cat cuddling
her two kittens while they're sleeping...
is a vision we won't forget for hours, or even days!
Imagine a loving mother being part of her kids' dreams
as they lay asleep...doesn't that cat do what she does?
Isn't it an incredible surprise to see tears in strangers' eyes...
when they realize that felines and people share the same feelings?
And we looked at cats as domestic pets:
with pretty eyes and furs of every color with a meow
so gentle that was distinctively theirs,
but this misconception ought to change now;
we must appreciate them much more,
and welcome them through our door!
I do not know?
Why should we live if we have
nothing to live for?
Why should we live if we have
nothing to die for?
Why should we live if
no one cares?
Why should we live if you're
loved by no one?
Why should we live if no
one likes you?
Why should we live if
no one loves you?
Each day is just a day
Each day is a day closer to death.
What's the point of living?
Some may say none,
Others may say why.
Why should we live?
Tell me and I will think about your answer.
My dog and me
We share a special bond
I don't know where I would be
All we want is attention
All we want is love
And when were lonely
It's eachother we think of
I don't have a girlfriend
But she fills the void
When I see her after school
I am more than overjoyed
From when we first adopted you
It was love at first sight
I never thought you would mean this much to me
Almost two years and we never had a fight
I love my dog
More than I love sleep-ins
And I will always love my dog
Until her life is fin
Last week my wife and I had to put
our Lab Chow mix down. For thirteen
years he was our friend and loyal companion.
As they injected the drug my wife comforted
him and told him that it would be ok to just
go to sleep. The thought of the scene she
described overwhelmed me and I started
to weep for the pain was deep with-in.
My wife came home to comfort me for she
is much stronger than I when it comes to loss,
then we comforted each other for we are one
in the eyes of God.
I started to reflect on the sacrifice that God
made by sending his Son to bear the pain
and burden of our sin. The strength and self
sacrifice, love and compassion of that single
act is so amazing that it overwhelmed me and
the tears of revelation softened my soul.
In that revelation I gained the knowledge
that sacrifice and loss is what opens the
doorway that leads to compassion.
We miss our dear friend but do believe he
now lives in a place free of all the pain
We do believe that anything created by God
that shares so much of the heart will no doubt
live forever in our soul making him a part of our
spiritual existence and a example of the words
love, companion and friend.
We love you Rebel.
My Cat is lovely,
His name is Fluffy,
It plays everywhere in ground,
Makes me run all around,
It likes to Sleep on table,
It loves to play with cable,
It sits in the kitchen,
and eats boiled chicken,
It's favourite food is custard,
It's neck ribbon is mustard,
It's afraid of rain,
and its toy is train,
It plays hide and seek with me,
when we find him he jump to me,
It lives in my plot,
and loves me alot.
Hope you will like It.:)
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I do not know?
Six months ago, you followed me home,
A tiny, black, and blue-eyed gnome
It was late in September,
I so clearly remember
You moved right on in,
Made friends with your furry kin –
Always alert, in some kind of hurry
Just the sight of you would erase any worry
That shadowed my mind –
Your bright spirit would blind
Me to everything but joy,
My delightful dear boy!
Those short six months you shared
With me and cared for me
I am so deeply grateful for
And now you’ve passed through Heaven’s door
I thank you so much and cherish
Our time – your gift of joy can never perish
I’m so grateful you chose to be
My friend – you’re forever close to me
I sadly, deeply mourn your passing,
Yet know your life’s a blessing
And I’ll never, ever regret,
Nor can I ever forget
The shining joy you always brought
You’ll live forever in my thought,
So I say, Taz, let’s celebrate
Our love, it’ll never abate
We’ll meet again,
This isn’t the end –
Save a spot in Heaven
I know we’ll meet again
Yes, save a spot for me, my friend,
My grief will be soon unleavened
So save a spot for me, my friend,
We’ll meet again in Heaven
Christmases Past, on Mantel Hung
Three stockings line the hearth, each one a "tail"
of warm Christmas past, of love
hand-knitted, chewed by pup!
submitted by Susan Buchel for "Christmas Stockings Tribute" Contest.
Written 11/6/2011 with thanks for prodding homespun memories!
It hovers around
waiting in the air
perfect time to land
Keen sense of smell
I can't detect
but I know where
it wants to go
The night a friend
to an enemy
snuffed him away
the owner regains
soil becomes the keeper
of the body
the soul...in the heart
It flies away
the sweet fragrance gone.
A funny thing happened to me just the other day.
The friendliest cat came to my door wanting to play.
He was meowing like crazy, peering in through the screen,
As if calling to someone it’d been a while since he'd seen.
I said, “Well, hello little kitty. What is it you want?
I’ve never seen you before. Are you just out for a jaunt?”
He was an orange and white Tabby with a depth in his eyes.
Of all the cats I’ve known, he was the most lovable guy.
As I petted him gently, he met my every touch.
He loved all the attention and just couldn’t get enough.
I gave him some ham scraps and some water to drink.
He gobbled it all up; then was gone in a blink.
A few days went by when one night I couldn’t sleep.
I stepped outside beneath the lamppost on our street.
I looked up at the stars as I so often do,
And talked to God and loved ones who are up there, too.
I thought I’d sure like to see that cute, friendly cat.
And right at that moment, he appeared! Just like that!
He came out from underneath the cars in our drive,
And walked right to me. I couldn’t believe my eyes!
We were both so overjoyed as if long lost friends
Who were finally able to embrace once again.
He squirmed with such delight at my every stroke.
In his eyes, I saw my friend Teddy—that’s no joke.
You see, Teddy was my life-long friend who sadly died.
I miss him every day and often look for “a sign.”
I asked the cat, “Are you Teddy?” Our eyes locked in a gaze.
Just then, as if answering, he raised one paw to my face.
He reached up with his paw and gently touched my chin.
It gave me goosebumps because I just knew it was him!
In awe, it took me a few moments to take this all in.
Then, I said goodbye to my friend, "Hope to see you again."
The next morning in the yard he played wild and carefree.
He was running and jumping and climbing a tree.
That’s the last time I saw him—don't know where he could be,
Or whom he belongs to, but I sure wish it was me!
I wonder, was it Teddy visiting me as a cat?
Maybe, just maybe? I’d like to think it was fact.
I’d sure love to see "my old lovable new friend,"
But, seems he’s vanished—I haven't seen him since then.
If my friend ever does pay me a visit again,
I think I might keep him, if it is all right with him.
Black as night but bright as the moon,
Oh sweet angel, God took you too soon.
You brightened my day; you lit up my night,
And even in the heavens, you’ll be my guiding light.
The royal cat nips from staring morning glories drunkenly pounces
There is something I could dwell on,
that - I won't deny!
I love Precious, very much
let me pause to tell you why.
When I slip into my easy chair
at night to watch T.V..
She drapes herself beside me,
her pillow is my knee.
Her purring's slightly muffled,
she's feeling so serene.
She doesn't try to stay awake,
it's such a peacefull scene!
Her feet are hanging off the edge,
but she doesn't seem to care.
It makes me feel contented,
to have her lying there!
Whiskers tickle my face
Brilliant orbs gaze up at me
Reflection of my soul
Purity fluffed in fur
Love melody purred
Compassion of this companion
My love for it as if my child
Its bliss reciprocated
Cuddled in bed
Sprawled upon my lap
My little shadow
My light in the dark
Comfort in the cold
Orange, furry, and fat
I truly love this cat
Mystical Queen Bee,
Navigates Her Territory....
...Savaging To Protect
Her Innocence Inside The
Sweet Nector Of A
Where She'll Explore Natures
Beast Among A Love:
As She's Bound To Love You;
Or Sting You.... So Watch
Your Back, No I gotcha ya back
Lover... NO WORRIES!!!! It won't hurt...
R eady to serve
O pen to kindness and understanding
T otally dedicated and devoted
T olerating only one true master
W illing to learn
E ver faithful
I mmense heart filled with love
L onging only to be loved as he loves you
L oyal and accepting to the end of his days
E xacting in his duties giving what he thinks is expected from him
R ottweiller - A good dog but not for everyone.
The Rottweiller is probably descended from the Italian Mastiff during the Middle Ages
and was originally used as a herding dog.
It was bred in the German town of Rottweill.
It has a massive, powerful body, powerful scissors type bite and dark brown eyes
with an expression of quiet good will and loyalty.
His personality is nervous around others but tranquil, brave and obedient with his
family. He is easily trained with someone who knows what they're doing and has
great desire to please. If he knows what is expected of him that's exactly what you
will get. HE IS A NO NONSENSE DOG and becomes vicious if he thinks he or his master
is in danger. He will give his life in the protection of his master or his master's property.
He is used as a herd dog, in police work, and as a watch dog and body guard.
Extremely affectionate but NOT the dog for everyone.
He needs a master with common sense, not some idiot who wants to beat him into
submission. NO DOG NEEDS THAT!!
THEY HAVE AN INNATE NATURE TO BE CLOSE TO SOMEONE.
DOGS ARE PACK ANIMALS AND NEED TO BE PART OF A PACK OR FAMILY .
IF NOT THEY SUFFER HORRIBLE MENTAL ANGUISH.
DOGS LOVE COMPLETELY AND NEED THAT LOVE RETURNED.
THEY ARE THE NOBLEST OF SLAVES.
in the midst of a lush meadow
there stands an impressive sight
a slip of a girl on a giant white horse
poised on the verge of flight
poetic in their beauty
they begin to move
and they appear as one
from head to back to hoove
you can see the giant beast
respond to invisible cues
as he begins to accelerate
to a place just out of view
you begin to sense the urgency
as the pair picks up speed
and you watch the desperation
as she pushes the giant steed
faster, just a lil faster
and it will be all right
all the sorrow of reality
is lost in the midst of flight
just a little harder
we're almost at the end
and the beast gives her everything
on him she can depend
the vision on that meadow
is enough to make a soul ache
watching a free spirit
and her horse make their escape
gradually they slow
his coat glistening in the sun
she leans in and hugs him
and thanks him for the run
looking into his deep brown eyes
she whispers her gratitude
stroking his white mane
they begin to walk on cue
slowly they walk the meadow
as desperation evaporates
leaving bewitched bystanders
in awe at the look upon her face
the frantic pace lost
by the run upon her beast
sorrow left in their dust
upon his back she finds her peace
they stop again and she strokes him
with all her aching heart
and knows he's her freedom
protecting her from the start
he nuzzles her soft cheek
as if he understands
and wants her to know
he's home beneath those hands
swiftly as she mounts him
agile and with grace
they begin to walk the meadow
looks of peace upon their faces
as they reach the meadows edge
they begin to fade from sight
the girl on her magnificent white steed
disappearing in the night
written by: Lori Thomson
contest: Rain, The Story
Iam just zero,
not a zest hero.
uplifts this none.
Made me a valued limitless ton,
and as a rising sun.
Perched upon a bed of sand
The oceans fury rushes in
Flippant sea foam at my feet
A misty breeze embraces my skin
Tonight I dream of unknown love
And cast my wishes one by one
Carried out by rolling waves
Then captured by the setting sun
While gazing at the fading stars
I whisper a nightly prayer
Please bring me a loving companion
With whom my life i’ll share
I am searching for an honest heart
Possessed by a gentle soul
Kind, loyal and sincere
Someone to make me whole
He should be both strong and brave
Yet able to express emotion
He’ll love me through all my faults
And give me total devotion
I hope that I’ve not asked too much
And that you’ll consider my request
And with that said, I close my eyes
For some much needed rest
Feeling the warmth of the breaking sun
I awoke with a pleasant surprise
Looking down upon me
Were a pair of emerald eyes
He was all I ever hoped for
And so I called him Prince
On that day two souls united
He’s been with me ever since
So when it comes to granted wishes
I tell you, I am a true believer
Cause when I asked for a loving companion
God sent me a golden retriever
Bleu, Bleu, who are you?
Pit Bull so young
Where did you come from?
Our Blue-nose American Pit Bull.
Bleu, Bleu, who are You?
Happy and hungry, tail always waving,
Only wants love and a pat,
Our beautiful, Blue nose Pit.
Bleu, Bleu, who are you?
Growing so big, eats like a pig,
Running all over, chasing the birds,
Growing like crazy, our beautiful Pit.
Bleu, Bleu, I know You!
You're our Love and our Surprise,
Who ever thought you'd come here to live?
A blessing from God--Heaven sent,
Our beautiful baby Pit Bull.
There are so many different kinds of love
That going around in the world to day
So just telling your girlfriend I love you
Has become so very complicated to say
Now you have learn to explain to her
Let her know she’s a very special girl
So she knows she have from you
All of the different kinds love in the world
You have to give her your family love
So even if she drives you crazy everyday
Just like with some of your miserable family
You will still love them anyway
Then you have to show your pet love
What ever pets she has you must love it to
And you must never show you are angry
Even if her pets mess in your brand new shoe
Then you have to learn to love all her friends
But don’t expect her to like yours
When your friends comes over send them home fast
But you must treat hers like you are Santa clause
But be careful of the Fair- friendship love
When her friends only like you when they need something
Try your best to keep it all meeting in pubic places
Because they could go and tell her you were flirting
Always give the movie star Celebrity love
Oh my GOD. You are the most beautiful girl I seen
And show her you have her picture in your wallet
Then say that she should be on them beauty magazine
Then you have to turn on the Attraction love
Just stand and look at her like you’re hypnotize
Saying Hmmm, you’re so cuuuuuuute. To make her blush’
And telling her she is the apple of your eyes
And when coming to the romantic love
Tell her I’m so happy I could SING it from the rooftop.
But that would be weird. But I don’t CARE.’
Want the world to know my love for you will never stop
Then go into the relationship love mood
By helping her with the cooking in the kitchen
Even cleaning and Taking out the trash
Not afraid to try your hand at dish washing
And now at last you show her the lasting love
Telling her how you love he for so many years
How you get along well and are comfortable together
And you want to be with her and no one else
I hope all you guys take my good advice
And use it on your woman and you won’t regret
And I intend to practice exactly what I preach
But its just that I don’t have a woman as yet
Whenever you are apart from me,
I dream of those beautiful moments; that were shared between us,
Those closeness of yours, reminds me of you lingering towards me...
When you are miles away from me,
I close my eyes and see that cute smile on your cute face.
Your words keep whispering into my ears when m alone,
Somethings which went wrong between us; when you who came to convince
When you go away from me;I dream of me being with you..
Let's both go into sky; You and Me, no one else..
Will it be like heaven...?? may be yes.......
When I dreams of those lovely moments,
Glad tears too get scared to roll down;
'Cz you have warned them not to flow down my cheeks..
They too get afraid and are honest to u too..
The moment you entered into my small world,
My life changed...
Learnt good-bad things from you,everything changed ...
I remember the time when your labials were brushed with mine,
Felt like that moment will never end...
And when we were together in that dark room,
I was safe with you.
When you r away from me,
I miss You and hope that even you do.....
Silent pulses of Krileanine’s Pentagram
Lure the young men of the hamlet Lönam
Oh how she sains them with The Heptagram
Curiosity killed the cat
And made the Nightbeast
Darkly, she commenced the ancient rite
Performing in her Sluttish ways
She’s preparing for the Full-moon Night
Her host’s fangs
Will pierce every innocent
"Submit to my will
You carrion ghoul
Welcome to my Esoteric Hell"
Whore of everything unholy
You must Fear the Coming
Of Muspelheim, Cassandra
When Oscar sits on the windowsill
And sees someone within,
His mouth opens wide in soundless cry,
He gives us his cat grin.
Oscar rubs around my legs
He's such a friendly soul.
He then rolls round upon his back
And waves his long striped tail.
But after Oscar's greetings done,
He's off to do his rounds.
He sets off from the white door
To the long thin gardens end.
Every inch of soil and seed
Is subject to his nose.
The garden looks one way to us,
But he can see much more.
I wish that Oscar cat could talk
And tell us what he's found.
Ten thousand spider's weaving webs,
A slow worm on the ground.
A million ants climb up the rowan,
I sometimes watch them too.
I see the striped wasps and honey bees
In this small natural zoo.
The hedgehogs sweet have long been gone,
but we have diverse birds.
Oscar sits on my tall stool.
He watches them for hours.
I still remember that day when you were a kitten,
You were so small and fit in my hand like a mitten.
I knew when I held you I would raise you,
The love I felt was more than true.
I was with you at my grandma's till I could take you home,
Then the journey of raising you began...
We brought you home and I showed you our house,
I still remember when you saw your first mouse.
You jumped out of my arms and made your attack,
I stood there and watched you get your afternoon snack.
Then we were deciding on names for you,
I just felt something with dexter and knew it was true.
I was only 8 and didn't know any better,
I did some things that I still regret.
I tormented you so bad,
Looking back it makes me sad.
But I grew up and knew how to take care of you,
Even though what I did when I was younger made me feel blue.
You grew up so fast,
I never thought me and you as buds would last.
But it did I'm so proud for that,
Because in the end your my cat.
Then came the day we would move into a bigger house,
But you never again got a hold of a mouse.
You were so scared but I took you under my wing.
I showed you around the house and you were so happy.
I redeemed myself from everything I had done.
Things got better between us as the days flew by,
The love strong that were flying so high together in the sky.
You greet me when I walk through the door,
I feel so touched that I fall to the floor.
I cherish every second that your on my bed or just saying hi in my room,
The smile that's on my face brings a tear that would make flowers bloom.
Now your all grown up and still getting older,
The temperature in my heart has gotten colder.
So cold because I know your time is soon up,
I'm struggling to figure out how full is my cup.
I only wish you could live longer and we still be together,
But we will always be best buds forever.
My wounds are seeping
My heart still weeping
No time for scabs
The knife still searing
My mind still fearing
My body is weary
I see your eyes
And I realize
I've been missing
The undying love
A gift from above
Always new faces
And they all love you
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I ponder
Your love for me
But then I remember
Ever since September
You've been my puppy
Oh, oblique and renewed in obscurity my
heart pleas for closure, for the finale of this
grand event for which it beats
through a sterling needle upon which eye
do spin through mornings bright with
circumstance – in glory, eye have stood before
the altar, before the sturdy pillars of truth and
valor; before the dreams of my brothers who pulled
that temple down to look the void and ask response,
to lean and stare down within its lead lined walls to see
What words be borne, emerging in warnings,
in folly, in all that is held sacred in the absence of
such validation, the world gone by route escapes them;
Yet I will seek to travel there,
To kiss the stars display, forever.
I will sever those binds this day,
I will search the rocks and trees in awe,
Wander full and lonely amid the season’s
Valid dread, for that one true moment,
That nexus of all understanding:
Love. Oh, yes how small a word,
How illusive a bubble on the surface that
Merely reflects the prism glare of a million sums;
Each empty vacant stare received,
Each thin and callow Christmas Eve;
All renewed there upon this surface glimmer;
Enough to share…Yes, it is there touch it
If you dare.
I do not know?
All my life I’ve failed at relationships
I feel stuck in the most confusing fog
But even I can’t seem to ruin
The love between a boy and his dog
She looks at me with total trust
As I nuzzle her on her forehead
Then she lays her head back on my chest
Even after she’s already been fed
She then hears the leash rattle
That means it’s something exciting
Do we really get to take a car ride?
As her tail is furiously wagging
For her it is a joyous occasion
Taking a ride is an awesome treat
How could this ever get old?
Because there’s so much to see
The vet has been waiting for us
Up on the table she goes
My tears are now freely flowing
While her tumor continues to grow
“Are we doing the right thing?”
I ask grasping for comfort
“You can be assured we are
We can’t allow her to suffer”
Preparing to administer the shot
She tenderly licks my face
Soon her eyes become hollow
In my arms she fades away
Then she opens her eyes
Her spirit so excited to see
On the other side my father awaits
Loving this dog as much as me
Into his arms she leaps
He strokes and kisses her face
Now they await mother and me
While they lovingly and tenderly play
For Pebbles, the Bissett family pet
who entered the spirit realm on
Saturday March 19th, 2011
have you ever had that perfect day?
the day when no matter what the world can seem to do no wrong?
when everything seems right?
savour it i tell you!
cherish every last moment of it for tommorow may not be the same,
for you see though you may have one good day,
many bad days filled with dark emotions shall follow,
however you see,
even though your in a bad spot,
youve had good times,
many of them too,
and nothing on earth,
not evan death can remove them from you,
for moments may last a second,
but memorys last forever.
Wake up to find its not just a dream,
the morning rips a new wound of reality.
Forever gone, Forever missing,
All the regrets building up inside of me.
I could have been better,
cause you were the best,
I love you with everything
now you took your last breath.
You went, happily
and chased the birds over that rainbow bridge,
I hope your watching from above c
ause when you left you took a part of my heart
...RIP My Beautiful Puppy. I Love You Camille Baby?
day flew by like
it was nothing
last thing i say is i love you
dont touch you nothing..
heartaches when news comes
with my friends the whole night...
should have been with you
only 5 years old...
fat and furry...
never wanting to go home....
memories of you waiting
at the door for us
when we walk in...
only one who cuddled me
in my bed at night
wheezing everytime you
day goes by long and slow
and all i think of is you...
forever in our hearts
and always in our minds
forever you will be
dedicated to our loving pup charlie 2006-2012
You should see my little pug.
He loves to play and sit on his rug.
He's quite a little guy
the apple of my eye.
He's so smart too
the things he does would amaze you.
He loves to nuzzle my neck and chin.
He is so sweet I can't help but grin.
My little pug
as snug as a bug.
Hercules (sweet and adorable)
you stalk the shadow moon
neck straining to uncoil upon diaphanous night
what whisper have you heard
above the creak of batten board
the shiver of a window pane
arched and graceful is your silhouette
cat eyed guardian
settle the unsettled ones from
fear and in insubstantial light
protect with tooth
and claw your Mother’s
A pet to me isn't an animal.
He or she is family, one that we love.
When they are taken away too soon,
You know that they're in Heaven above.
Not one, but two kitten died this week,
Its unfair, we loved them, and my heart is broke.
We have a funeral for Lois, and two days later,
We bury Jasper, it's enough to make me choke.
I choke on the words of my prayer,
And I almost can't finish as I began to sob.
They had cheated death once, and to have two
die in two days, makes my heart and soul throb.
I miss their furry faces and their playful ways.
I cry and cry until my eyes are dry and raw.
When they were born and actually lived,
since I helped revived them I was in awe.
Well when one door closes, another opens.
A different Mommy abandoned her babies.
Our cat was so sad and moping around,
We thought to ourselves well maybe, just maybe.
Three kittens without a mommy to love,
A mommy that needed to fill her void.
We introduced them to her, and to our surprise,
She took to them IMMEDIATELY and was overjoyed.
Not that Edward Jacob (E.J.), Malik, and Nova
can take the place of the kittens taken from her.
She now has new babies, she loved from the start.
And today was the first time in days, I heard that motherly purr.
Sompe people may say they have the best pet, but i don't think so for i have
known a southern angel names Pam. She was a 28 year old quarter-horse
valued at about 500 thousand but to me and my family, she was priceless. She
was auburn with a white star on her head and white stockings. She was a terrefic
horse and friend, not just a family pet. But almost 3 years ago, God decied that
he wanted a prize-winning quarter-horse of his own. He took the best one that i
could think of, for there was no better than her. My uncle who also passed away
about 10 years ago decided that he had one last rodeo left in him and wanted his
favorite gal, Pam. There is no doubt in my mind that she is now a southern
angel, through and through but most of all forever!
Tasty flower for the soul
Fragrance at its best
Never Just a Dog
The day was long and hard
You greet me at the door
Ever ready to show the love
Ever ready to listen
Never judging, never arguing
You wag your tail and smile
Patiently waiting to have my
Hand; gently scratch your ears
Patiently waiting for your leash to snap in place
Slowly you take the lead out into the world
Walking in companionship
You feel the tension leaving my body
Your excitement grows, and yet you patiently wait
You wait for the smile and the signal to play
There it is! That loosened leash that says freedom
You chase the blowing leaves around until the true prize comes forward
Your favorite ball sails through the air and you run as fast as you can to retrieve it
Then back again to my side
You drop the ball and wait for me to pick it up and send it flying through the air again
Again, and, again the ball flies until the darkness is coming and your tummy rumbles
You sit and patiently wait for the snap of the leash once again
Tonight is a special night; we take an extra run around the park to burn off the rest of the day’s tension
Home at last for some kibble and a drink
You settle next to me, and nap as I slowly drift off
I nestle next to your warmth and smile
You are my friend, my companion
But never just a dog
They heard the rumble from below
Drinks were spilled; they stopped the show.
The scream was heard, the tension rose
The crowd was still, the music froze.
The lights flickered, a roar was heard
Wild lion appears, then massacred
All the zebras, flailing around
So their stripes were safe and sound
This lion though, was smarter than that
2 weeks he’d been a hungry cat
Such silly follies were no match
To save lives on this grassland patch.
Halloween is not just for kids...
what about those gorgeous pets
that we snuggle, love, kiss and willfully spoil?
Shouldn't they have their own
special Howlween and Meowween
with treats never tasted in a bright party hall?
I love pets as you all do, and with loving and tender care
I spoil them with warm clothes and matching shoes;
a wool hat and tiny gloves to keep them from frost!
Look at them, aren't they adorable and look sharper
than the less-loved pets that are bored with their blues?
Can you compare a well-groomed one to a scruffy one?
On this coming Halloween, dress up your pets for success,
disregard the dumb looks of certain unintelligent folks,
they never see humor in anyone or anything, and they can't laugh
at these cuties that have a ton of affection on their mellow faces;
what would they do to be patted or be cuddled in their embrace?
They would give them their howleen and neowween for a soft caress!
And on every street people walk their dogs and cats dressed like mine,
what a surprise to watch this parade of adorable pets that look up and smile!
They will never know who was the genius behind all this, but gently and happily they stroll!
So who's to say that Halloween isn't for them? They're like our children who delight our soul!
And on each Halloween night, let them out, and let them do their Howlween and Meowween,
to enjoy the Halloween celebration, but tomorrow they'll not remember where they had been!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Her eyes spoke of love beyond any comparison.
Simple glances she could speak volumes of words.
No language spoken by voice though much power,
Intently she was observant to her surroundings.
Graciously she painted concern with attitude.
Sometimes so sternly advocating her desires,
Strong and dainty from her facial expressions,
Strong and firm her deliverance was given.
Protector of family for eighteen years she gave.
Her mind was efficient and carried life high.
Not a companion a family member so dear,
She witnessed illness, took action quickly.
Strong mind but weakened body, driving forward,
Asking in her gaze, she told of needs and desires.
Her name, Heidi, a game she played when young.
Carrying it forward to daily actions she had won.
Hiding her eyes from anyone, no one could see.
Upon her face as she gazed back, unhidden now,
Was a glory and loving smile, with sparkling eyes.
She shall be remembered with such affection true.
Lost we are now without her presence each moment,
Quietness passes our days and nights without her walk.
No “Tick Tick Tack“as her paws use to tap the floor.
Missing her yawn upon her first wakeup each day,
Her presence no more still reminded by our hearts.
Her spotted coat remembered by all our surroundings.
Dalmatian by breed, Living Angel, now Angel in Heaven,
Upon a future time, we’ll be reunited, with a living Angel.
Written in Memory, for much more than a dog,
She was a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, protector, friend, buddy, pal, neighborhood
watcher, along with so much more.
Lying here thinking
Cradling beauty in my arms,
Aflutter lovely in my mind
I’m just lying
To my mattress, goose-down
Feathers at my head,
For the joy of it
Sparkling snowflake tears
melt into petals of clear-pond
on the shiny surface of my
newly glistening soul
Here is the peaceful place –
Here the endless room of rainbows
I am home,
I do not know?
My dog Harvey is always happy
to see you, always a wagging tail.
Although it could be he just needs
In all honesty I can see his loving
heart, he does not set us apart. He
treats his family all the same, in return
all he expects is to be loved just the
My dog Harvey can be rather barmy,
Yet his nature is so sweet and loyalty
so complete. He will stay by your side,
put his trust in you so fully.
He shows an openness of love, how it
has no boundaries and you can never
have enough. How love is free, the way
it really should be.
What some say are just animals
Make up my family
Sharing my life with them
There’s no other place I’d rather be
All the love I’ll ever need
Can be found here inside my home
As long as they are with me
I’ll never be alone
They show appreciation for all I do for them
They pick me up whenever I am low
Every day that I spend with them
Is another day my love for them will grow
I made a big commitment
When I brought them home to stay
Never knowing just how much
They’d brighten up my every day
Meaning in their life
They are happy for me to have found
Forever becoming best friends
Eternally our souls are bound
To me they are my children
With souls that will always be pure
They love me unconditionally
To my sadness they’re the cure
Bringing each one of them home
I will never regret
The joy that they’ve brought me
I will never forget
Thank you god for these blessings
You’ve given to me
To share with me life
My dear beloved friend,
I feel you late at night,
Curled atop my feet,
And keeping my heart alight.
I see your sweet smiling face,
Everytime I close my eyes,
And feel you rub against me,
With all the love you have inside.
My loving baby girl,
I feel you here beside me,
Comforting me of all my pain,
Your close to me once more,
And I have not to weep as much,
When I feel your tail waggin against my legs.
RIP My Puppy Camille <3
I love you babygirl
Lying in the oddest of places
A pile of clothes on tattered blankets
He finds solitude and peace -
On the boldly coloured fleece.
A twitched expression, almost fear
In dreams about what kitty’s ponder
He looks frightened, unawake -
on his laundry pile he quakes.
Bravery and stealth he owns
Yet not a bit of that does show
He quivers in a hiding place -
With terror on his furry face
What makes you shiver like the cold
Curled up among the folded sheets
I stopped the wash to hold that kitten -
Now so calm on fresh clean linens.
You’ll never return to where I found you
You’ll stay here warm atop my quilts
Still here where the towels are hung -
You’re not abandoned little one.
[Now, in memory of my sweet kitten, Lazerus, who we lost on Friday February 24 2012 at 10:15am, he was very sick. I love you and miss you, Lalee. Please know you were not abandoned. I am always here and you can come back home to us any time you want. You're bowl is waiting.]
here kitty, kitty, is all you need say,
if you're real lucky, they'll come your way
they know your voice, your sounds,
when they're, not the only kitty around
they love to eat, groom, to play,
their favorite pastime, find a sunbeam,
sleep away the day
when they're prowling, running, jumping,
in their own little world, who knows?
maybe its catnip, maybe its squirrels
they cuddle and purr, cute little bundles of fur,
a mind of their own, fascination, and bewilderment,
abound, uncanny intelligence, reasons for keeping,
they have a, favorite person, that one,
they most love, in appreciation,
use their favorite things as a scratching post
stretching, yawning, time for a nap,
awaiting night, the time, they naturally hunt,
slithering room to room looking for prey,
occasionally, to pounce, when their shadow,
gets in the way, seldom successful,
they really don't care, they know,
you're the best hunter, they'll eat well today
we love them, that's a fact, tis strange indeed,
they produce nothing of value, bring in no pay,
only their nine lives, to survive, day to day
don't bother to call them, they seldom come,
rather, take a message, get back to you later,
when their sunbeam is done
these finicky hairballs, of teeth and sharp nails,
why do we love them, bring them into our home,
these furry little creatures,
with attention deficit syndrome, say here kitty, kitty,
you'll question no more
life without kitty, for even one day,
don't have to think about it,
there just, ain't, no way
here kitty, kitty
Only a Pet.
It was the day of 9/11, distressed I thought
the world was coming to an end and feared
what USA would do in response?
I took my beloved dog Bambi out for a walk,
at a big parking lot I let her off the lead, she
liked being rid of me for a little while.
There was a hole in the fence were trains
passed, jumped through it although she was
quite elderly, a train came…no more dog.
Put her in a black bin liner, so much blood
and she looked so small. Drove to where she
was born dug a hole and the heavens cried.
I’m already ahead and stirring before that fiery Sunrise appears every single morning.
I'm quickly catching up to my own waiting for the breaking of this phenomenal day.
My coffee will be in my hand right when my thoughts once again start freshly forming!
Ah, I’m feeling alive inside and I think I’ll just stay right here for each second of today.
I glide through my house to stream Sunlight in by pulling every single window shade up,
I toast this day pouring my fresh hot brew straight into my scuffed up old-timers tin cup.
It’s the open window where I see my birds on my oak tree branches singing and playing,
I just stand at the open window licking early morning honeydew from my lips and I say,
Now this is the most outstanding way to start any God given day with this superb array!
There are just so many smelly buttercups blooming out for me to pluck them up to sup!
I’m smiling whistling and getting enthusiastic about allowing myself to get carried away,
Because I hear my happy little birdies singing their hearts out to me and they’re in tune!
Let us in! Let us in! They twitter their tweets with chirps,
Let us in and we will sing all day long just to be near you.
Laughing and giggling at my birdies I am just tickled pink,
No way Jose!
I can’t sing!
My silly, silly little birdies,
Y’all know my singing stinks.
My buzzing bumbling bee hummers away driving at the winds to boot,
I holler and holler for that goofy buzzer until I’m just not giving a hoot.
So I lift my tin cup up and in my air I toast to a genuine wholeness today,
By the open window I whisper to my eternally inspirational four winds of heaven,
Forever you may live insde my breaths majestically just as my infallible Sunrays!
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His royal bloodline
can be traced
to the temples and
pyramids of Egypt
but no longer
He sits nobly now,
on this humble
throne of pine
Waiting for his
master to groom
his mane and
serve his dinner
It seemed as though love had become obsolete
Especially for the devoted Virgo lover
Longing for the love of a soul mate that only has eyes for one
Then to my surprise
I arrive home to this familiar presence by the window
Suddenly my heart melts
As I walk in you leap into my arms
And it all became crystal clear
I am all that you have
I am the only one you have eyes for
Your love and faithfulness is unparalleled
To the love from any human being
Your love is unconditional
You are devoted to me and only me
It is the purest love that I have ever known,
And as long as that bark of yours continues to exist
I shall remain in this state of bliss.
Trinity, my dear, I love you so,
Can anyone tell me why you had to go.
You were always there, by my side,
Now I bid you farewell like the passing tide.
I’ll miss you dearly, your comfort and joy,
I can’t imagine my life without you boy.
Trinity, my dear, I love you so,
Let the spirits now guide you where you must now go.
Never forgotten and forever in our hearts,
In a better place now, rest before your new start.
Leaving behind, the binds of mortal life,
Free now to roam and go where you like.
Trinity my dear I love you so,
You were always there in my times of sorrow.
Now with you gone and I see your bone,
In a house full of people, I’ve never felt so alone.
I’m so sorry that I failed you in your time of woe,
Trinity, my dear, I do miss you so.
They have eyes to see, but somehow, they don't see me
They say they love me, and how important I am to the
I feel so alone' I can hardly breathe, I guess that's the
problem I wear my feelings on my sleeves.
They pass me by, going here, going there, but they never
speak so I guess I'm nowhere.
Invisibility should be my middle name, but terrible breaks
is my claim to fame.
I've always wondered, when will my turn come, to shine
to thrive, to be number one,
In the lives of my loved ones, those who care so deep'
who has let me down to the point of no sleep.
tossing and turning like a merry-go-round, I'm invisible
you see, so I can't make a sound.
I pretend not to be, not to know, not to see, how they
bend me, and break me, like a branch on a tree,
That tumbles in the wind on a stormy day, being tossed
about struggling, to find my way.
Someday they'll wonder whatever became of she, that
shadow of a person whose name was me.
I do not know?
sweet strewn cedar shavings
Layered bedding soft in stalls
Raked and forked daily
With tender compassion
Companion care for a horse
I do not know?
Always there yet far away but out of reach
The echoes of her great song, still heard
It will never end till all that felt her joy also join the choir
And she that passed in the springtime of her being, gave so much, more than
Giving so much, she left an unfillable void that can only shrink, slowly, slowly in
Love lost the hardest way, with no choices, only acceptance
Through all though some comfort can be found
In knowing that all she knew was love and trust, what more could any ask.
And all that came within the sound of her song, gained, and were honoured
To have known her was a gift from above, a treasure
But the closest to her can only ask and never know…why?
Her spirit still sings, her echo’s sound on.
I do not know?
Casey has grown form a pup to my big Doberman
But he still thinks he is little and tries so hard to be small
When he will not fit on my lap it is hard for him to understand
And one treat is not enough it don't fill him at all
But at night it is still under the covers for him
For he is my Casey my baby puppy you see
He shines like a star or a rare gem
And he's my lap dog no matter how big he will be
Penny is a ten year old poodle,
Elaine's darling, and she has a good noodle-
She's sharp as a tack and very protective, too
For when Elaine is asleep, Penny is right on cue.
Penny Lee bites the hand that feeds her,
She's getting older, but she can still grrrr-
If you hear that sound, don't try to pet her,
For she will bite you even if she purrs.
Penny is playful as all dogs stay-
They seem to know that the exercise of play
Is good for them so they just keep on running
Out in the fresh air, then they lie down and do some sunning.
Penny loves to lie out in the sun,
It warms her body and makes her think of fun,
Our Penny's health is all important now-
We can't see her go away without a happy bow-wow.
Penny Lee passed away in August of 2006. She was almost eleven years old.
I adopted a dog and named her after my mother.
Agnes is her new name and I sure do love her.
I fell in love with Agnes as soon as I met her.
I've been unhappy because of my parents' deaths but now I feel a little better.
I can tell that she's had puppies because of her long teats.
Agnes is the most special dog that anybody could meet.
She is sweet and beautiful with dark brown fur.
She's my Chihuahua and I'll always take care of her.
(Dedicated to Agnes, my Chihuahua dog.)
Firmly I'd rub the bridge of her nose As she'd lie upon my chest Paws lay gently upon my hand
tucked under her warm and furry breast
Purring out a message no one knows
Both our hearts feel a calm and sweet repose
Then she yawns
Then I would too
Rest in peace sweet Perky lurk
I miss you.
There once was a dog with flowing hair.
She lived on a farm; they loved her there.
Her boy, Timmy, brushed her coat with care.
Inseparable, they lived as a pair.
Love stayed and shared adventures for years.
Timmy treasured tracking through the land.
Lassie was loyal, life never bland.
Their friendship brought joy, suspense, and fears.
Tensions never saw dry eyes.
If Lassie was ever hurt
Attentions, and fears alert.
As tears quickly flooded cries.
If ever Timmy was in danger,
By a critter or by a stranger,
Imaginations set to conjure.
Lassie ran for a nearby ranger.
Anyone who watched them, surely knows
He resolved risky problems, fought foes.
Lassie has battled wolves nose to nose.
Save and sound, Timmy's confidence grows.
I too, have enjoyed animal friends.
And loyalty that through years ascends.
Their persona and mine seemed to blend.
Watching them makes my joys transcend.
© January 28, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Ryhme Me An Old TV
Sponsored by: Michael J. Falotico
I do not know?
A bolt of pain
Stabs at my sorrowful heart.
Paralyzed with fear and knowledge
I kneel at the side of an old friend.
My eyes swell up with tears
As I stare at the faithful loyal horse
Lying helplessly at my feet.
His once round smooth belly
Now rough with bony ribs
Heaves up and down with great effort.
His once gentle dark brown face
Now gray with 38 years of age
Winces with pain.
Too weak to rise,
He rocs his nose up
Stretching his neck
and reaching out to me.
A quiet muffled nicker
Is al lthat escapes his throat
As he gives up his effortless struggle
And lays his head back in the snow.
I close my eyes racing back in time
Back when Red and I were young.
when my eyes open once again
The life flows from my dear old friend.
I thank you Lord for life,
I pray for the haters,
Who think they have me bent.
I love you Lord with all of my,
Heart, my mind, and my soul.
I know that even if I strive,
To live right and allow you
To rule my life, then all of
My battles for me you'll fight
And win. I will then see
You and I'll walk the paved
Streets of gold in Heaven.
I pray that each day,
I help someone to come,
Your way. I love you Lord,
To express it there's not
Enough to say.
The nocturnal routine call started but I was certain
There is fire along the mountain, yet don’t know
If I should run or wait, get water and quench it
I insisted that she share her feelings with me
For I can be trusted or I cut off the day’s duty
She bogged at last, “it wasn’t you or anything”
Then, what?, who is it or what is it in your mind?”
“My spirit is no longer down with the relationship
As I was praying, I felt my spirit no longer agrees”
I got lost on phone for I wasn’t thinking straight
My feet became very cold, yet my body was all hot.
“What did you just say? “ “I’m sorry, you heard me”
Well, break it down, I need to know all, tell me
At least why you’re stopping this dream and fantasy now
I can’t get it myself, please, I am confused . . .
But I still want you to come over as planned
Sorry, so that I can be embarrassed by you abi? No
You just said your spirit was negative about it
I said what did the Lord say about us? Sorry, about me?
Did HE say that I wasn’t good for you or that I’m fake?
Please, I’m sorry, just stop it now or else will cry . . .
I am waiting if that will make it clearer to me, talk to me
“Please, just come over, so that we can talk it over, please”.
Two and half hours gone by on this new puzzle
Still find it very unbelievable, me again on phone?
Quitting another relationship with me on phone
Within six months interval, Lord! Why me again?
“Talk it over and declare the relationship as being over
Or talk it over and see the darkness era being declared over! “
I will go and see her, will not chicken out at this stage.
Alayande Stephen T.
Monday 19th November, 2007
The tangle continues, IBK unveiling new gears.
I do not know?
That my heart can NEVER
Be broken again
Like the snow white cat
Even now lying on my porch
Proves me wrong
By such a simple thing
As to purr at me
When I petted her
As she lay dying
American Pit Bulls Are a dangerous breed
They will lick you till you cant breath
They will make you laugh till your rolling on the floor
they will love you and beg for more
Oh Yes They are so dangerous and mean
when it is feeding time best not let the cat be seen
They might stop eating their kibbles to play
Or want you to rub their bellies that special way
Mines Name is Saddie Lynn
She drives me crazy sometime
But I would never hurt her nor her me or my friends
Because I am her protector and she is mine
So watch out for the badest breed ever bread
the American Pit Bull you will not be able to give away
The one who sleeps at the head of your bed
And keeps all the bad stuff at bay
Do we love dogs because we can dominate them?
They do as they are told (after some struggle)
and love us unconditionally because they know it
is their only chance of survival; and after a while
do they really love us as a slave loves his master?
Wolves on the other hand will never give a paw
they refused to be enslaved, want to be free of
human’s interference and we hate and fear what
we cannot dominate or train to do our bidding;
maybe it is wrong to keep pets?
Dogs have been with us since stone age when
being with humans were less stressing than
having to compete with wolves for food?
When the moon is full dogs howl their distress
asking if they have made the right choice?
His gloved fingers loosely grab the tin cup as he sits slumped over.
People pass, barley glancing at the tattered man before them, their faces uncaring.
He has no home, no duplex or even apartment to call his own. Tonight he occupies a large box behind a local pizzeria, which sometimes if he is lucky the employees take pity and hand him a sack of three day old pepperoni.
He rests his head along him arm, closing his wrinkled eyes before the rain comes. It bounces off his cardboard box fiercely and pools around his naked toes. A veteran for his country, he never thought his life legacy would be this, an empty box laying in an ally.
The night drags on with the raging storm, high winds, monstrous bolts of lighting and thunderous booms. Eventually the old man is awaken but not by the pounding rain but a purr. A kitten, merely a few months old has wondered into his lap taking refuge from the storm. Its orange and white fur drips as he shivers, yet his purr echos around the sagging brown walls. He sits upright and cradles the kitten, wondering why it didn’t run. Perhaps like himself the small animal only wants a home.
Its olive shaped eyes fixate on an empty bag of meat, its heart racing rapidly. The kitten is thin, appearing as though it has never ate. The war vet smiles and slides off his coat, he wraps the kitten gently then grabs his tin cup. Eagerly he shakes, panning for nickles and dimes. He washes windows even wipes away the grime. Never has he worked harder for $8.75 but tonight the man and kitten will eat from a bag that reads pedigree and to him that’s just fine. He has made a friend in the most unlikely of places and to him in the most needy of circumstances. Tomorrow the vet will rise and work the cruel streets of New York. He will face ridicule, people glaring in disgust, but he will gladly face it all to provide for his kitten he named Love.
I do not know?
His soft black fur
His glowing yellow eyes
His soft loving purr
He just had to die
I miss him so
He was my baby
I just cant let him go
Hopefully he'll come back just maybe
He will always have a place in my heart
Just because I care
I wish we didn't have to part
I miss my kitty Panther
Poor kitten with sad eyes and drooping legs, almost lifeless,
hanging from a long hook: who could have done such
a terrible thing to a pet that needs kindness?
How can someone threat a cat with much
wickedness and not feel the evil touch?
Your useless meow will not be heard by no one,
the collar is too tight and it might choke you to death;
only the one who has hung you up there, to suffer alone,
can take you down to end the misery by restoring your breath...
footsteps approach, it's not her! But hang in there, kids laugh!
Their faces turn pale as they get closer, but their little hearts seem to be fainting
upon discovering the kitten so miserable and they scream gripped by fear,
"Snowbright, not now...hang on life, we are coming; Snowbright, we are coming! "
Oh, finally the breathless kitten looks down as she is welcomed by a frantic cheer!
Hasn't anyone heard a moaning cat hanging by a hook, and not lift a ear?
This may come as a surprise to quite a few
But if you're a pet lover it won't to you
This sweet soul watched over my mom In her final days
She brought her comfort and warmth In so many way's
She's not a doctor or nurse she's not any of that
Her name is Destiny my little white cat
Very sensitive and smart
Small of body but big of heart
This may seem hard to believe
She knew when mom had pain to relieve
Often she knew it long before us
She would try to tell us by making a fuss
When she knew that mom was going to have a bad day
She would not leave her room by her side she would stay
Some religions call them familiar's they're considered a treasure
They see between worlds with a love beyond measure
So when you get old and your days are coming to an end
Rest assured you'll be loved By your little four legged friend
Sitting there all lazy the little furry pussy cat
purrs with happiness.
Her coat is a collage of black, white and browns
all a ball of fur.
She has just had her tuna
so it’s now lazy time all night long.
I do not know?
Look At That Face!
Before I was yours there was a time when I could not go outside. I would stay all day in this concrete cage and the days would pass me by. Many people scuffled through this dark and dusty place; each time they looked but passed me by for a softer, younger face.
For three long years, here I'd wait in this cold decrepit place. Just waiting for the day you'd come and say 'Look at that face!' Through all this time I wagged my tail, hoping and believing that someday you would come and see far past my size and wrinkles.
At my first home... There, they were nice, until two weeks past and twice my size. They didn't foresee my growth or my playful puppy ways. They didn't account for training, or the messes I might make so here I was left to stay in this cold concrete cage. Until the day you came and said 'Look at that face!'
Now here I am today, in this sunny grassy place. I fetch and I obey at the moment that you say. Soon we go inside to the comfy furnished space where you lay down on your bed and I stretch out by your side. You stroke my head, I wag my tail and here we say no more, for here I am today; happy, healthy, and forever home.
A Note From The Author:::...
I have 4 rescue dogs, one with epilepsy and 2 cats I rescued as strays. I feel the ones who've had a difficult life appreciate and treasure our love more. You'll have a lot to learn about a rescue fur-baby but it's well worth it for the love they give back to you.
No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning
Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking
Every heartbeat has purpose
Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?
I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die
Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene
Open your eyes wide
We are that change
TO RANI WITH LOVE
(On the death of our pet Pomeranian)
Dearest Rani, where you have gone
Leaving all of us here, utterly forlorn
You were not a mere charming canine
For us, a veritable godsend, angel fine.
Your benign presence made us smile
And filled our lives with glee and shine
You were a source of joy in times of distress
For which we have no vocabulary to express.
We sought in your company joy bountiful
Which you showered in measures plentiful
You kept watch with alert eyes and ears
That scared to hell all unknown intruders.
You filled our home with your presence
Spreading joy and cheer in abundance
You identified yourself with one and all
And showered generously, love on all.
Your tender feelings and gentle caring
Removed all gloom with a cosy feeling
And your presence amidst us always
Brightened, our days with joy glowing.
How to cover your memory in a tiny page
For it is bound to run into an epic voyage
We, hence, lay down our pen, dear friend
Since our love for you shall never ever end.
I remember how
you'd heat the leche
to make me a cafe con leche.
You'd use that special sock
to strain the grounds
We'd sit and talk
by the window
watching our "kids" playing
in the back yard.
They'd bark to come in
wanting to share in the aroma
of your special roast
imported from Argentina
just like you!
I miss you, dear.
To: Enrique Esteban Barrera
Boner, Boner, my fun, little, furry friend.
Your tongue is long and pink, and always hangs out.
Chasing your tail, is a game, that will not end.
Why won't you come when I call, Unless I shout?
Boner, Boner, you lay in my bed and fart,
And when it's time to bathe, you scurry and dart.
Boner, I hate the times I've stepped in your poo.
But, you always make me laugh and I love you.
For the "Valentine" Contest.
You’re a devil in disguise
Yeah, your cruelty I despise
That fur coat is just your guise
I can see it in your eyes
With a snobby little hiss
You will snub away my kiss
Like a shadowy abyss
You will steal away my bliss
I can feel your icy glare
In the shadows as you stare
Reach to pet you, I don’t dare
For your patience is so rare
But tomorrow’s a new day
Maybe it’ll be okay
My bad luck will go astray
And together we will play
They romp around the house and play
Just watching them can make my day
Each one is such a little clown
Wrestling each other down
Relaxing like a "dead cockroach"
Tag my foot as I approach
When they're hungry pounce the bed
So tickled when they do get fed
They sleep all day and play all night
And love each other,never fight
They comfort me without a sound
Come and wrap themselves around
All they ask for is my care
When I need love they're always there
Some people never want a pet
But they would love these two I'll bet!
These kitties are my pride and joy
My little girl and fluffy boy
They make my heart sing every day
Would I live without them-there's no way!
* for zippedy doo dah! contest
Rex was a pound dog
There he sat all caged
A small and tiny puppy
Waiting to be saved
He sat in his cage at night
Looking for a friend
A person he could lay with
A family to defend
Then one early morning
Rex awoke to see
A little girl outside his cage
Daddy she said, pointing
Can I have that dog?
Why not go for something small
He said, like a mouse or frog?
She gently stood at the cage
And whispered in his ear
”I will come back for you
I will not leave you here”
So they left the pound
And Rex felt quite sad
He thought he found a friend
For a second he was glad
So the next day he lay there
In his cage alone
He waited for that little girl
To come and take him home.
But she never came
So Rex gave up hope
He knew this is where he would stay
He knew he had to cope
He lived there ten long years
In the pound he called home
But one day would change his life
He would no longer be alone
A girl walked into the pound
And pointed at his face
She said I want to take him home
Straight back to my place
The girl was a familiar
And though Rex wasn’t sure
He thought that he had seen her
Another time before
Rex remembered those eyes
The girl from long ago
She remembered him from all those years
And still had not let go
She took him in the car
And said “I did come back”
“I’m sorry that it took so long
Forgive me please for that”
Rex was overcome with joy
And though he’d waited long
He finally found the family
That he wanted all along
Her golden hair shines like the sun,
her eyes a deep dark brown.
Her lashes curve so very long,
she wears a pouting frown.
Vanity is her weakness,
in her its way too strong.
She knows she is so beautiful,
and shows it all day long.
She gave me life when I’d given up,
from her I was reborn.
She is the beauty, and love of my life,
without her I am forlorn.
She’s carried me when I could not walk,
gave me strength when I was weak.
Helped me get to where I wanted to be,
of our love I proudly speak.
She’s the kind of girl I dream about,
I’d trust her with my life.
She’s there whenever I need her,
through trouble, good times and strife.
For me she’s been so strong and true,
stayed with me when no one would.
Her name is Sunny, she is my mare,
and she loves me like she should.
copyright Tom Welch
If you go through her pain why give her pain?
If you love her why are your efforts all in vain?
You love her then kill her half way
You promise to never hurt her but you do the next day
You say you never lie
But you do why?
I was ‘ Walking ’ back from grocery shopping
When I saw something, that had me hopping…
… mad, I mean… at what I seen
… a Man treating a Dog, just like a Queen !
They rode past in a top-down car
She had shades on, like a Movie-Star
My bags dropped down, due to shock…
… Now… What She got, that I ain’t got?
… Her big ears blowing in the wind
Now, I know, that’s Man’s Best Friend
But the only reason, I figured, I was Walking
is ‘cause I need a new kind-of-Talking :
Bow-Wow! Get my tail to Wagging
Bow-Wow! Ain’t too Proud for Begging
Bow-Wow! Learn another kind of Language
Bow-Wow… … see I can Manage …
I’m slowly Learning How
- to Bow-Wow
and it’s Alright Now
Now, I knew, something was wrong with that Sight
Can my Bark, be worse than Her Bite?
I started to Listen to the Canine next Door
Yapping and a Howling – made ‘em give Her More…
Then I hung around the Local Pet-Shop
I Finally figured out “What They Got !”
The next Man came, I Said, “They’s Expensive,
You may as well, get yourself a ‘Mrs’…”
Bow-Wow! Get my tail to Wagging
Bow-Wow! Ain’t too Proud for Begging
Bow-Wow! Learn another kind of Language
Bow-Wow… … see I can Manage
I’m slowly Learning How
and it’s Alright Now
Well… We were already happily Married, when He said, “Let’s get a Dog”
I sat up straight… went to sniffing, as silent-whistle-warnings, went off
I jumped in front of Him … and started to Tease…
“We don’t need nothing ‘round with Fleas !”
… and if You scratch behind My Ears,
I’ll make the kind of noise, you love to Hear ! …
Bow-Wow! Move Over Rover
Bow-Wow! Fe-Fe, Its Over !
Bow-Wow! This is My Growler
Git’ A Little Louder … Bow – Wow !
Bow-Wow… Wuff Wuff Wuff
Carol Brown… This One’s For You Kiddo’
And Your Great Sense of Humor (Smile)
This Poem is From Bygone Days
(Wouldn’t You Know… The Silly One’s Always Survive)
Hope You Enjoy It….
Scabbard symbol enchanted flowers opal potion milky skin
Gold-embroidered purple robe , green eyes flashing stars.
Beautiful faintly beeswax smell in village meadow chamber
Horse's necklace "clack! clack! clack" sleek coat bobbed tail.
Velvet lined rose queen , green tree snake salty evening air
Tea tree branch , topiary mazes , old Kingdom noonday sun.
Fresh dawn , wood ash , surrounding woods, veil of mist
Twisting and turning , sliding and re-arranging themselves
slender fingers pulled the needle back and forth on the loom
Nuzzling against his face an eager lip/nostril whiffling noise
Ice crystals etched along its blade felt the glow of his spirit
took a deep breath voice tiny siver bell with a high sweet note.
Brightly wrapped box he suddenly smiled a number of times
Wispy tendrils of red curls straggled free of their satin ribbon
She paused to feed a thread of scarlet into the pattern of blue.
They continued up the hill , beyond the ridge they saw the King
riding , his amber-coloured stallion charged ahead of his men
at the edge of the creek , green with ferns and rich moist moss.
Brought home from the humane,
Life has not been the same.
They were about to put you down,
When our son came around.
He took you to his home,
Around his house you roamed
You ended up his pride and joy,
His companion, his boy.
They say you were five or six
Rottie, you knew all your tricks
You were first on our son's mind
He would never leave you behind
You were his number one
Now your life on earth is done
Our son, was beside you that day
The day ,the vet mistakenly let you slip away,
His house became sad that day
Because his best friends gone away
You left a hole in his heart
Because he loved you from the start
All his love and care could not help you live
But all his love to you he did give
I do not know?
The night sky is lit up by stars
One by one each flickers away
One by one each love is dead
Until the sky is black and gone
One bright star is all that remains
I reach for the light
but it pulls away
and flickers just the same
Let me fall; so it can rise
Let me dullen; so it can shine
I pray with all my heart
I cry with all my tears
I work until I sweat
Just to save that last star in my sky
Beautiful green eyes and so much charm.
Never will I let you come to harm.
Love like this is rare and dignified.
I'm so glad you're with me on this ride!
Like children you go romping on the bed.
Seems you understand each word that's said.
Devotion pure and simple's what you give.
My sweetest pets you teach me how to live!
When I need comfort you are always there.
Little characters have so much to share!
Unconditional love and joy you bring.
To have you in my life makes my heart sing!
To Whomever Has Loved a Horse
Knows of that of which I speak.
To feel an equine’s glorious power
Quiver and tremble beneath one’s limbs
The emotion brought within
Can cause even the most stoic noble man
To begin to tear up and to begin to weep.
To see one’s own reflection
In the pools of their almond shaped eyes
They are the master
Of the human depth of understanding
Always given up in their intelligent vision.
One cannot help but grasp their love
Hold on to their mane and fly
Fast along the earth
As if for a moment, Icarus
Flying high above the earth
On golden wings…
Not afraid to die.
If only Icarus had known
He could fly on an earthly steed
He could have saved his soul
And flown on a glorious horse…
It would have saved his soul indeed…
Instead of failing on false wings.
(November 26, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
When the well-rested rooster woke up at noon, he found himself in the lap
of a gorgeous boy and he was telling his mom with urgency,
"I want this rooster, he can keep the lonely and moody parrot company!"
And staring at him," It's a rooster, not a pet!" she exclaimed.
Mothers always try to please their kids, and sometimes they really spoil them,
not according to their customs and beliefs, controversially fathers are stricter than them;
"I'll take care of him and soon he'll be living in our ranch home" he promised...
and continuing,"From now on, his name will be Harbor: the lovely place where I found him!"
The gentle boy kept his promise and Harbor became part of the family,
and the talkative parrot taught him to say the exact words he said;
and months went by, but nobody knew that he could speak so humanly,
and how did they find out that Harbor was smarter than an ordinary bird?
They overheard him in a challenging conversation about finding a perfect mate,
in the shortest time and the shrewd parrot thought he surely would have been the winner,
but to his surprise, Harbor used his accumulated wisdom and searched the nearby farm,
where chicks were bred and then put in perforated carboard crates on a freighter.
Harbor looked around and didn't really like any of the chicks he saw,
and was he about to give up on his search? Suddenly not! He trotted past the noisy farm,
and to his bewilderment, he spotted a young chicken on the grass below...
and gallantly approached her, and with a chat started a romantic affair by keeping her warm.
Harbor and the young chick clicked and they quickly were talking about marriage,
lots of baby chicks to feed: the ultimate dream of two domesticated birds;
at first, the upset boy wasn't too happy about their agreement, and exploded in rage,
but realizing what was best for Harbor, he finally gave him his blessings.
On the same farm the newly-wed live, and have big plans for a large family;
one more thing, if curious folks decide to visit them anytime soon, they need a reservation.
They will show them around with their fowl hospitality, but rule out temptation;
none of them will end up on their plates for the next Holidays or any other special festivity!
© RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
I call her Movie
Because she moves day and night
A shadow drama on the white wall
Winks for milk
Her world cringes into a saucer
Says me and you
We make this world for each other
Yes, I know, I should be alongside.
Age and bad knees
dictate that I am inside the cab
with a long, green leash
so Katie can run close by
for the last seven years
in rain, snow and sunshine.
She runs in earnest ( can a dog do that ? )
Her tongue is back against her cheek.
Her ears scan and sweep
and swivel around
left and right
listening for something ahead
as she gallops, trots,
at my side.
Sometimes in the dark,
sometimes, just as the sun is coming up,
but always in the morning,
when the smells
of the deer and elk
are still fresh in the grass
and the berry bushes
along the fence.
I love to see her run. I love to hear her run.
I can hear the jangle jangle of her tags and her collar --
her leathery, black ears flapping against her head.
her breathing and sometimes
a snort or puff as her strong, wide paws hit their mark
Nails dig into the ground
little wisps of grass and dirt, flying.
Now, her ears are back over her head and
the leathery tips almost touch
as her back legs push
like a rabbits
working in time
driving her faster.
When the snow is here
her feet beat their rhythm
in the icy white stuff.
Crunch, crunch, crunch,
the first marks in the snow,
and maybe -- the
marks, in line with the truck's tracks,
the next morning.
When she stretches all the way out
in a full run, her tongue is out --
far out of her mouth,
almost lashing against
Her strong back legs
the rounded, hard muscle under the shiny, black coat,
push her along
and I wonder
how all those legs and feet work
as she concentrates on her task
or has her eye
on something ahead
that she has got to get to
I know a place where many people would like to visit but cant. I know a place where a lot
of people don’t know I go. I go to this place when no one can get a hold of me. This place
is full of music, it got vivid bright colors. The music plays all the time. I have a
husband with no face and kids with no faces. But lately those faces are blurry. Getting
clearer, at least for the husband it does. The colors though, bright and beautiful, show
all the meaning in this place I go to. The blue so blue that its bluer than the ocean.
Bluer than my eyes and yours as well. The house is built just to my liking. The cat walks
by and looks up at me and meows. The dog barks in the back ground, the fish makes bubbles,
and the kids giggle in the other room. I’m in the kitchen cleaning and making dinner while
I hear the TV on in the living room and he’s playing a game while talking to the giggling
kids. I walk in there to see the colors on the screen of the computer as beautiful the
ones I see. The red of the shirt he is wear and the blonde of his hair. The giggle that
pierces my thoughts and I turn to see the little girl all full of joy. The couch ruby red
just like the ruby I wear around the neck. The diamond on my finger is shinier that I've
ever seen. The earrings in my ears dangle around my neck. Then the cry of the little boy
needing his diaper changed laying on the dark emerald green blanket with the yellow
giraffe on it. In walks the sandiest of brown and white dogs with so much energy that her
face looks like its almost smiling. The cat comes in from the other door and rubs
affectionately on the little girl whose laugh punctured my thoughts just moments before. I
look back at the little boy on the couch whose cries now have punctured these thoughts. I
turn and walk over to him. I pick him up and say why you crying my little man. His tears
fade and a smile comes to his face. In this place I'm finally me and I'm finally happy
again. This is my place and no one can take it from me.
We had a pet named, "Lilly",
Who at times was quite silly.
She was unique and so much fun,
And so very cute when she'd run.
She was just so incredibly sweet,
Raisins were her favorite treat.
She was cuddly with soft furr,
And we all just loved her.
No other animal could take her place,
As she brought many smiles to our face.
She was a character, I must say,
Hiding our stuff, stashing it away.
Searching, but could never find,
Definitely being "one of a kind".
She wasn't your normal pet of the house,
Like a dog, cat or even a mouse.
Thinking it would be like having a rat,
But it was not even close to that.
Having a ferrett brought such suprise,
Honestly opened up my eyes.
A part of our family she became,
As with any pet, the love was the same.
Filling us with joy for about four years,
Now, tragically ending in tears.
Unfortunately pets some day die,
Causing such pain you can't deny.
Creating an emptiness when they leave,
Still allowing yourself the process to grieve.
This will prove not an easy task,
Memories always pop-up from the past.
Her empty cage, I continue to stare,
As if she'll "magically" be there.
Knowing that's a "make-believe" wish,
Back to reality: "LILLY WILL SURE BE MISSED"!
He: his best friend died years ago,
his heart attacked him in
left him for dead,
but he’d fought his way back with
an expert cardiologist.
She: used to feel cold, semi-homeless,
always craved a man’s
she never got.
But he scratched her back just so,
and brought her dinner, and treats
and toys (she never lacks for them now).
Once even some bling: a red
heart, a blinking one,
to wear around her neck.
Together they walk long walks
around the block or
down the beach.
They sniff the salt air and wade through
sand and chase the
Crunch their way through dry leaves
and earthy woods.
Now they sleep together, side-by-side,
her brown head nestled along his arm,
she gazes up at him with liquid yellow eyes.
They keep each other warm. She sighs contentedly, her look is adoration, such
total love, something only a dog can give.
She’s his one true Valentine.
And he’s her Boyfriend,
she’ll never forget.
Since the day she was born
It was love at first sight...
She would stretch
With all of her might
To reach the sofa cushion
To lay down next to her master.
And love and affection,
Nurtured a special bond
And the fulfillment
Of everlasting joy.
Her spontaneity of idiosyncrasies...
Nudging her ball with her nose,
Affectionate kisses, or even,
Stepping on your toes
Just to let you know
She is always there.
Jaunts along the sea wall,
Swimming in the bay,
Walking down the street...
Whatever I do,
Wherever I go,
She is always there for me.
She's my best friend,
Always and Forever1
I do not know?
My lil keeper of my heart,
Oh how I loved her from
and from that day our
souls shall never part.
She's my joy, She's my
Always together side by side,
Through thick and thin and
She's always there
My Best Friend,
she's my protector of the
she wakes me with love
in the morning light,
She's my world , she's my girl
my itty bitty brown ball of fur,
with her eyes that sparkle bright
especially when I hold her so tight,
She's my joy, She brings such
I love her more than the stars
When I'm down with no one
She turns my frown upside down,
She's my dog , She's my Best Friend
Together Forever Until the
I do not know?
Me and my babyboy, we ride like soldiers.
We got each others back.
Hes my life and sanity.
For me he will attack.
My babyboy is greyish blue
and he means everything.
Theres many nights we go to the park
and in the darkness, out loud I sang.
Without him, i wouldnt be here,
thats why hes my sanity.
I love my Malachi with all my heart
and he is my everthing.
Just me and my baby boy,
soldiers til the end.
Hes unique just like his dad
and hes also my best friend
Bright yellow feathers,
Deep black eyes.
A voice that could carry
Through the winds of time.
A sweet little fellow,
My friend for years and years.
I just can't help
But to shed my tears.
Much to soon you left me
Here all alone.
You really helped
To make this house a home.
I knew you were in heaven
When I heard the Angels sing.
That screechy little voice
Was singing straight to me.
Please know that I love you
And I will not I forget.
The sweetest little friend,
I had for a pet.
Chirp chirp my birds go;
I put a pillow over my head,
but, I’ll love them until I’m dead;
Oh how much they annoy me so.
I Drew A Puppy and A Rose
Then I Sat Back… and I Cried
It bought back such Memories
‘afore my Grandma Died…
A Golden Puppy and Red Rose…
and Me, in Grandma’s Garden
a-Playing and a-Growing
and all the Ruckus, She’d Pardon
Sometimes, She’d take me by the Hand
And We’d Walk between the Rows
… of Onions and Potatoes, Greenbeans
Blackeye-Peas and Tomatoes
She had a Pecan and a Peach Tree
And I had a Slide, and See-Saw – Swing
And I’d hold that Puppy in my Lap
And the Sunshine gave me Wings !...
Then, I’d make some Mud-Pies
And tried to brush the Puppy’s Teeth
But, Instead of getting Spanked
The Folks just Laughed at Me…
And, Oh, the Flowers in the Front Yard
And on the Porch – all the Pretty Roses
We’d Poke our Faces, Real Close
To get the Perfume in our Noses…
God… I Loved that Puppy
And Lord… I Love my Grandma
… and I Love You and Your Son
… for Memories and Teardrops, at What I Draw…
She licks and licks away,
Missed me a lot today,
I let her out,
She barks and barks,
She sniffs around,
In the lawn she doesn't care for wet parts,
Runs to her bowl,
Has her favorite kibble in tow,
This picky diva wants food from my plate,
She's not fond of my decision not to cooperate,
So hard to deny her food when she's looking so cute,
I'm strong willed so this becomes a reoccurring dispute,
Now she wants to play,
I kick the soccer ball,
Pouncing like a dear would catch prey
Laughing hard I shed a tear,
This I could do all day
I do not know?
people seem to treat animals with no such respect
they dont understand animals are afraid of neglect
people who treat animals wrong
need to understand that animals only live for so long
animals should be considered people also
they need love too and shouldnt just sit like a fossil
animals have emotions just like us all
so be polite and dont treat them like a wall
when you have no one to communicate with
animals will listen, that is not myth
animals need us as much as we need them
they need us until the day they descend
animals go and come every year
just remember they are not a fear
animals can be there for you
and will stick with you just like glue
animals need love also
so please dont just sit there and turn into a fossil
just remember there are always animals that need homes
so do your part dont let them sit like garden knomes
the more animals the better
so please adopt and send the animal care and control a letter
Gentled hearted, adventurous and sly
Independent yet needing
A pack leader, he is
A watchful eye on the castle, he has
The toy and the master, come to him often
Jumping excitably, be weary of his size
Admiration overflows from the heart
He knows his home, his master
Never wanting that bond to be broken
I've learned that there is no obstacle
that i can't jump over,
I've learned to close my mouth and just listen,
I've learned how to be a good friend,
You've shown me that i can love unconditionally,
You teach me something new everyday
and you don't even know it,
we guide each other safely down the right path,
we trust each other,
we make an amazing team,
our hearts beat as one when we're
out there chasing our dream,
You mean so much to me,
you're all ears when i want to talk,
One look into those big beautiful brown eyes
and i always know what you're trying to say
even though you can't talk,
you're my inspiration,
my guardian angel,
my best friend,
The way i see it,
there is no stronger love
than the love between a woman and her horse.
They all love me
They greet me each morning
They bear a happiness when hearing my voice
They sing for me with their quite little notes
They never hurt me
They never leave me alone
They respect me
They love my touch
They never show me anger
They never place anything before me
They let me rest when it is needed
They play with me when I have the time
They share smiles with me
They sometimes even stare far into my mind
Sometimes I have to wonder
Why can't people be as kind?
SMOKEY AND ME
Smokey was a funny cat,
Filled with fun and love;
Adventurous as all cats are,
And Master of the Hunt.
He stalked the house in search of that,
Which posed some kind of threat,
A bug, a mouse, a ball of yarn,
No pest escaped his net,
That he had formed around our house,
He took responsibility,
To protect us from it all,
Because we were his family.
From babyhood he was my ken,
He always slept with me,
We played for hours in the yard,
Beneath the old Oak tree.
We climbed my swing set, climbed the tree,
Played in my sand box too,
Imagine my surprise to find,
He used it for a loo.
Kitty cat and little girl,
Fought jungle wars, climbed trees,
And then we sailed the Seven Seas,
Buccaneers were we.
We'd hide behind the sofa,
The curtains or in the hall,
And wait in ambush for our prey,
We really had a ball.
My sister's boyfriend happened by,
One night as we were hiding,
I yelled,"Chaarge!" and Smokey leaped,
The boy knocked off the siding,
On the book case in the hall,
As Smokey climbed his leg,
And we were sent to bed that night,
'thout supper though I begged.
Incarcerated pirates we,
The game continued on,
We'd wait until they were asleep,
Then eat til it was gone.
Then we'd escape into the night,
With valuables they cherished,
We'd be away by early light,
Leaving the guard embarrassed.
I have a black Lab-a dog named Moe..
He's mixed with something..what? I don't know.
When he's hungry, he'll stare, maybe even glare-
until I reply"I'll be there"!
I have a black Lab-named Moe..
Who follows me wherever I go.
When he's sleepy, he'll tap, jump upon my lap-
until I reply"Take a nap"!
This dog that I have named Moe..
Oh, how I love him so...
Yes, it's Moe I come home to, say"I love you"
He replies "WI..Wove...Wou"...too!
My Ragdoll babies will soon be here
So tiny and fluffy as I know they will be
Their quite little voices you can hardly hear
Oh my goodness what sweet little dears
So playful, so funny, each capturing your heart
You will know in a moment you and your kitty will never part
Once you cradle this bundle of joy close to your breast
You will know you have chosen one of the best
Once it's rabbit like fur
(As that of velvet)
Caresses your skin
You will feel the warmth
Of a deepen love began
Once maturity age they reach
When their laid back manner
Can only bring you peace
You will feel a fulfillment
Once where a vacancy may have been
For they will shelter you
And cherish your time
For they know your friendship is kind
While quickly bonding
You will know from deep within
You have met one of your lifetime friends
Go ahead give your heart a twirl
See for yourself
What magnificence there is in these little boys and girls
Buysellcommunity member ceecee
Is where they can be seen
A sight to brighten your day
If cat lovers you have chosen to be
Smeeshy licks me
happy in the kiss
he hugs me he kisses me
He does everything that he loves to do
and he is Smeeshy
and he is such a loving cat.
I do not know?
Polarbear was always like a cudly bear.
He was always there in the mists of the air.
Always ready to protect.
If only God had kept.
Ready and alert.
Always making family first.
Loving and Caring.
My protector he was.
Until one day cancer got to him.
That's when he knew he could not win.
Now with God.
Always looking over me.
Only wishing I could see.
Waiting for the chance to be reunited.
My protector he was.
I do not know?
Wally and I
Became friendly this past July
Hot sultry air as we ignored the solar flare
Taking a stroll nearby a family fun park
We heard a cry or maybe a fainted bark
Looking around to a definite plaintive sound
A small feline kitten without her mother to be found
Stroking her fur,we could hear her pleasant purr
the two of us picked her up and went back home to get a cup
After going to the store and purchasing tender vittle
Serving it in her bowl but eating very little
The eyes became tired and the breathing was slowing
She was out there too long and the signs were all too showing
It was obvious to us that she would no longer live
How do you try to save a precious life that has so much to give
The heartbreaking tears streaming down our weary cheek
Holding her paw because she became so tired and weak
the expression is silent as the eyes began to close
We wanted to but could not..retrieve a very special rose
She went to sleep and put the small kitten in my garden
it was a brief acquaintance but a special one by
Please beg our pardon as Wally and I continue to cry
I do not know?
Here I sit and ponder
of the things that could have been.
If only I had a crystal ball,
then I could see clearly through this wall.
Sitting still and all alone,
she approached me in the center of the room.
It was Love at first sight,
as we kissed all night.
As sick as she was she did not show it,
everyday she improved.
We did not let it beat her.
A prayer a day is all we had to say.
Everyday our Love for each other grew.
The enjoyment each one of us had
showed that we could not be inseparable.
When she stood by your side,
we had nothing to hide.
There were times that were rough and long,
But, our Love for each other made us very strong.
One day we noticed a lump,
which grew as quickly as our Love did
The time grew as quick as a month.
How much time was left was the question now.
Plus, how do you tell you faithful companion a final goodbye.
As she lay on the floor we heard a whimpering sound.
With only enough strength to look into your eyes,
we knew it was time to say our goodbyes.
How do you tell the companion of your life,
who was closer than your wife.
That she had Cancer and that it had spread,
And that in a month she would be Dead.
Your faithful companion your family pet.
In our case Ruff was her name.
The dog that would stand bye your side,
whether she was sick or lame.
I could not stand and see her take her last breath.
I looked into her eyes and there we had a final kiss.
She appeared to stare and say why?
I really wish I knew why they had to Die.
Daddy : I write this with all my Love 9-18-07
the time I shared with you
long past the times, few
Human, is part of the word humane.
Universally, we should all be human.
My worries are; have we become insane.
Animals are to be treated, the best we can.
Nearer to God, we should be without distain.
If you mistreat an animal, that would be inhuman.
Tell me why, we allow so much worldly, human pain.
Yet, we all strive to save animals, with much acumen.
I do not know?
Our heart and soul has left us
His spirit has been freed
He’s up above in heaven
Watching as we need
For our pain to diminish
For our tears to end
For our emptiness to disappear
From the loss of our best friend
The house is full of silence
This reminds us that he’s gone
My heart it was broken
The moment he moved on
I told him that I loved him
I looked into his eyes
I told him how I’d miss him
But, we had to say our goodbyes
I try to tell myself I did right
By having him pass on
However, now my heart is aching
I wish he wasn’t gone
I want to hug and kiss him
Go with him for a walk
Have him sit and listen
As I sit and talk
To me he was my child
Whom I cherished with all my heart
Now, he isn’t with us
This is tearing me apart
He was slowly dying
It killed me to see him this way
I prayed for God to save him
I wished for him to stay
How could I let him suffer?
When he means the world to me
I hope I did the right thing
When I set him free
Skrapper please forgive me
For the things I never did
Know I always loved you
As if, you were my kid
The decision was a hard one
I tried to think about what was best
I never wanted to lose you
To have you laid to rest
You didn’t wish to leave us
You’d never want to go
You loved us unconditionally
These things I do know
Nevertheless, do you know I’m sorry?
For all the things I should have done
I should have loved you better
You should have been number one
I miss your constant affection
How you followed me around
We were one together
By our love we are bound
You made me feel happiness
You took away my pain
You filled a void inside me
You made me feel sane
I could never thank you enough
For all you’ve done for me
You took me from my darkness
Giving me light so, I could see
You comforted me in hard times
Played with me through the good
Stayed by my side no matter what
You did for me what you could
Now, you’re not here with me
I am empty inside
My heart it was shattered
The day that you died
In a flash he is gone,
No warnings, no signs,
Memories flood my brain,
How he walked, his personality,
Remorse for the times I ignored him,
Yelled at him, scorned him, pushed him away.
Years remembered in seconds,
His playfulness, his unique cry,
It is hard to replace the love of family,
Always being there, always comforting, always truthful,
I just think of the ones that he left behind,
Who will they talk to, who will they play with,
When someone you love is taken,
No goodbyes, no taking it back, no smiles.
Tears filled my eyes as he was buried in the ground.
He is gone, no more happiness, no more comfort, just emptiness.
Ozzie oh Ozzie
Ozzie was a Newfoundland dog
This dog was like a big ball of cushion
He had a body of a bear and innocent look of child
He was soft in and out, well crafted, black and white
He weighed around 150 pounds
He loved to run- he had the most majestic run
I loved watching him, took so many videos of him
Rewind a little step back......me as an adult
Coming to a new culture, I was very disgusted by how pets were treated
I was like - how can animals be treated better than humans?
I was confused and had a lot of "nice" things to say about this new pet culture
Rewind back........I was around 12
I got a beating from my brother for throwing cold dish water on one of our dogs
I was an angry teen
Rewind back, way back........around 7 years
Me and my sister cried so hard when we watched one of our brothers kill and bury little puppies
His reason being, we didn't have food to feed them and nobody would take them
I guess, population control
I was an innocent kid
Around same year or year after, we lost Tommy a beloved dog of the family that had been with us for years
His burial was in style, none like that in our village
We buried him like a human and even wrote an epitaph for him
We all loved him
Thank you Ozzie for taking the angry teen and the confused adult out of me
And bringing back the innocent kid
I will always love you, because of you my love for pets blossomed!
My little Gizmo,she
is so small.
To play with her,you
have to crawl.
She loves to play,nose
to nose,cheek to cheek.
But, through her hair,
she takes a peek.
In our house,she is
her toys a toss.
She will reign,at all cost.
Mugsy is,oh so sweet,
and,she is always,at
She just loves,to lick
Boy! does she ever,
keep up the pace.
She lives to eat,and
eats to live.
But,in her heart,
she has love to give.
They are my girls,
and I love them so.
If you don't beleive it,
just ask me so.
(Chao are cute virtual pets)
I've seen many different chao
All colors shapes and size
Some have smiling faces
Others have sleepy eyes
Some chao can fly and I wonder why can't I?
Don't ever make chao cry
Abuse them and they will die
Treat them good and they will strive
I love my chao they love me too
Just be sure to never take away their food!
Hero chao are cool
Dark chao get all the glory
While normal chao are just plain boring!
But I adore them all
From red, to green, from purple to blue I love chao!
Don't you love them too?
MY LOVE! MY DINO!
A GIRL' S FRIEND AND HERO!
MY DEAR LOVE! MY BABY!
YOUR PRECIOUS HELLOS AND SAD BUT TRUE SEE YOU LATER ~ LADY!
MY LOVE! MY DINO!
FAITHFUL AND TRUE FRIEND! LOVE ME IN ANY STATE OF ME.
MY DEAREST LOVE! MY BABY!
I MISS U! GOOD BOY HUGS AND KISSES. WALKS IN THE RAIN, SUN, AND
COLD. STANDING UP FOR ME ALWAYS. SAVING MY BOY FROM A RUNAWAY
CAR. PROTECTING US FROM DANGER.
MY LOVE! MY DINO!
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!!!
my little dog
white chest and grey whiskers
floppy ears and bark that whimpered
they were the best of you
of the things that i remember
the best of you besides
what you tendered
companionship from you alone
even when i had a mate at home
i'm glad i gave you freedom to roam
you; i always knew would make it home
but one sad day i had to send you home
and now my hopes of heaven
are to hold you in my arms
when i come home to you
where ever are
i pray to God that i am
somewhere where you are
Dedicated to Rhodas cat
The coat, chocolate shines through
Wrinkles some still, sadly some gone
Energy, love and charisma in abundance
he shakes, the noise so strong so cute
time made a man of him
now to protect, also to play
be free but stay always with me
My Blakey Boy
You gaze at me with
eyes described as limpid ...
so clear and pure.
You are a dog
with eyes that suggest
the idea of a great love.
Love as an idea,
or a feeling that fills
your so wise eyes?
You are more than a dog
as you sigh and snore
and sometimes ignore
You are seriously
in line for sainthood
here in this sanctified space
I do not know?
A golden fish in the
Blui-sh ocean of love
A Flounder with no blunder
That makes me hover at yonder
Like a loose hook surfing for
A Deltan fish with a Yoruba scale
Dupsy, the Dace
Vaunting several medals with curtsy
Dabbling like a Dab in a race
Against the Lampreys and Spermaceti
I salivate endlessly beholding
Your rare but momentous beauty
Portable and wrap-able in
“War able” situation
Remember your twirling thighs
Flaunting without blemish
Your voluble hips like that
Of no one but J - LOOO
Helpless I remain setting
My eyes on your ever charming eyes
Winking at me with a smile
That graciously get you noticed
A voluptuous you remain.
Keeping our promise
Keeping my words
Keeping your covenant
To be with me all along
As a rodent in my Heart
As I re-echo to strive on
Until I become the Knight
And the war Lord of the People’s Army
Advocating for the less privilege
Mobilising and Strategizing for
A revolution to come
Where we will have a land
Full of honey, milk and
Manner from Earth
For the consumption of all
Then, I mean,
You shall proudly become
My Queen twisting your
Bakassi only in front
Of my Pennisular
Lest I forget
As you voyage along with me
In our historic sojourn
Am promising to continue
The witty-wagging moment
With seasonal wanderlust.
Alayande Stephen T.
23rd September 2005
I do not know?
she mirrors my movements with her eyes
slow and calculated
darting then stopping
and she looks at me
knowing she is my end all
like velvet in the sun
she strethes out on the sofa
and i tell her
she is my only love
my best friend
my sweet soft dream
i remind her
of how i held her in the palm of my hand
only a few weeks old
smelling of horses and milk
and she wraps herself around me
soft and gentle
and licks the top of my nose
as precious as the first time i saw her
Cry a tear drops down my eye as I see the pain you were in, You were my father it
seemed like you were my only friend.
This cannot be real, I wanted so bad for you to heal to be the same person that you
used to be but all i'd ever have was painful memories.
I wanted you here for my wedding for my first child, I wanted you here for everything
for things father's live for.
Now all I can see is the care free life that is put in front of me, My mother is more
like a sister than anything she knows What's best but not like a father would.
I can come home late and she won't suspect a thing, maybe I need a father to put down
that hard cold disapline.
I cry whenever I think about not having someone in my life to hold me down, To keep
me warm, to warn me.
Life is filled with hardships I thought you'd always be there to protect me. Always be
there to hug me.
Cancer took you away so slowly but when you were gone it seemed like just a second. I
wanted you close, I wanted to always be daddy's little girl but nothing worked out the
way I planned it.
I cried, my eyes out now they are dry but they will never heal. The scars from tears
have damage them for life.
I will cry at my graduation, I will cry at my wedding, I will cry at each special
event and just image you there holding a camera.
Capture it daddy I will smile and say ill picture you handing me a tissue because you
never left me sad for long.
Cry I think i'm over that, But remember you'll always be in my heart.
Her cataracts stare me down
Perky ears arise to guests
She sits on my coat, content
That tail wags with love.
I do not know?
I like cute dogs, poofy dogs, goofy dogs,
Wiggly Giggly Barking dogs, quiet dogs too,
Smart dogs, silly dogs, crazy dogs, lazy dogs,
Large agressive guarding dogs,
Those are just a few,
I enjoy helpful dogs, playful dogs, bashful dogs,
Hyperactive athlete dogs,
How about you?
How about birds, do you like birds?
Fat birds, slender birds,
Small flutery skittish birds,
Exotic birds too?
Long legged birds, short legged birds,
pink birds, white birds,
250 pound birds (just the ostrich, mind you...)
Feathery birds, Arctic Birds,
Tropic Birds, Desert Birds,
Rodent-eating raptor birds,
wait, I'm not through,
I know, you like bugs!
Dull bugs, colorful bugs,
Icky Creepy crawly bugs,
Biting bugs too,
Flying bugs, walking bugs,
Running bugs, jumping bugs,
Maggot-Bearing Bullimic Bugs,
Those are just a few,
Stinky bugs, Slimy bugs,
Aphid eating ladybugs,
Luminescent Phosphorescent Glowing bugs too!
I love them all
Big and small,
Animals are off the wall,
But don't trip
Just be hip,
Dont be givin' me no lip,
Animals are here for a purpose,
They have prodigiously covered the earths surface,
They are what we see what we learn, what we love, what we hate,
Some can be oh so meddlesome, but they have been helpful as of late,
Helping us to plow our fields, sniff out crooks, give us food,
Fulfill other necessities, so please let us not be rude,
Lets give these critters their credit due,
To animals everywhere, we love you!!
(You may say "no", but trust me, you do..)
You wear a clean tuxedo daily,
It gleams in the light, so soft,
You maul me with precious mittens,
Mittens I press a kiss to every time,
Watching you grow is a joy,
Every household object is a toy,
Ambitious you are,
How you speak to me,
Whining for a fresh can of tuna,
You are my princess, precious Chupa.
I do not know?
The big girl you are
The steps so long
The fur so soft
Gentle eyes look down on me
Take me here and there
Get prettied up for shows
Brushed from head to toes
A heart so big
A tail so long
Feet like dinner plates
Legs so strong
Back so broad
Head so big
Ears so tall
Not afraid of much at all
You can feel a flies touch
All the children you love
Look down on them from above
You saved me from a tree
You gave me my dreams
You made them come true
I love you!
I have a Chi Wawa
not much bigger then a cat
Jimmy is his name
being vicious is his game
my son brought home a kitten one day
at first they didn't want to play
then Jimmy decided to change his way
they grew together as being our pets
and each other was the least of threats
when one is away the other one cries
like they will never have good-byes
they lick each other here and there
they smell each other everywhere
they protect each other too
i know that when they are huddled
deep asleep and cuddled
they are thinking of each other
images of little kitten pups dance in their heads
"Will I get my food?" is the least of their dreads
they fell in love
like it was destiny from above
Horses are stars, coming out of the barn,
Snow white and dancing under the sun,
Out in the pasture-Prancing is FUN!
Whinneying loudly--voices heard on the run.
Black horses shining-with full tails streaming,
Manes braided with red ribbons-dark eyes gleaming,
Grays and reds, all running through the grasses,
Men looking over the gate with high powered glasses.
Watching the cars out on the road,
Neighing at children waving so bold,
Horses run up and down, hoping the children would come,
But children stay in their cars-now aint that dumb?
Afternoon passes as horses grow tired,
Dreaming of corn and feed in the barn,
A mouthful of water as weary heads fall,
Night time comes swiftly as a low voice calls.
"Sleep my beauties-- rest until dawn."
You were always there
Whenever I needed a friend
You were comfort to me
Right to the very end
My sadness at losing you
Has brought me to tears
But your memory will be with me
All through the years
I know that you are safe now
In the heavens above
My faithful friend and guardian
Tula the angel of love
This was written for a friend of a friend that recently lost a family member, her faithful friend and puppy Tula. Many blessings to her and may her grief be replaced by the wonderful moments that she shared with her faithful friend. Smiles from Lena
I have two pets-a dog and a cat,
One is thin, the other is fat,
Can you guess which on is that,
That's right--that darn cat is Very fat.
She drinks milk whenever she can,
The vet says,"NO!", but he's only a man,
She pays no attention whatever to him,
She IS picky though, she won't drink skim.
Now Mr. dog--he's slim and trim,
He runs and plays with vigor and vim,
He sticks up his nose at milk and all that,
He doesn't want to be a Fat cat!
I love them both-thin or fat,
Even though, at times, they drive me bats,
I thank God that they are around,
For they make me feel alive with all those sounds.
MEOW! BOW-WOW! MEOW! BOW-WOW!
Don't they sound adorable?LOL
I do not know?
My life was in a shambles
Pain and heartache I must bare
Needed some kind of answer
Needed love to share.
Then I found a puppy
Unconditional love she gave
Made me forget my troubles
She came along to save.
Curly soft black fur
A sparkle in her eyes
Laughter from her antics
No more worries over lies.
All the stresses of my day
Would vanish without a trace
Just walk through my front door
And look down at her beautiful face.
Then God decided that he needed her
Wanted this joy at heavens gate
So I lost my little savior
I guess you could call it fate.
I will cherish what time we had
Forever thankful she was there
To brighten up my life
When I felt that no one cared.
Honestly when I speak do I sound just like an air head?
Honestly when you see me do you look at me and think about how strange I look?
Honestly when i'm not around do you say mean things about how I am?
Honestly when I smile do you feel completely grossed out?
Honestly when I read on the train do you think geek or some pretty cute smart girl?
Honeslty when I get a little tantrum do you feel like calling it quits, do you tell your
friends when i'm not around?
Honestly how honest are you?
I'm a big girl I can take the truth don't hide it from me.
If it's bad then I will cry but baby know that I am not weak I will learn from this and I
will get stronger with every hit so please don't spare my feelings be honest when I ask
Honesty when I look like a fool don't tell me that I look pretty just because I might get
Honestly if you think I look fat tell me right now but that you can't take back because I
will take it to heart and work out everyday in the gym just to look hot for you because
you told me.
Honestly if I dye my hair and the color glares in the sun and makes me look like a clown
tell me to my face that I look a mess and I promise I won't get mad I will get happy.
Honestly baby be honest with me our love will grow each day if you do and I will be as
perfect as I can be and you will be happy with me as a whole.
I do not know?
nightmare....i wake up! a voice says to me, "(meow) mommy why have you
abdandoned me?!: i say " baby its not my fault , i love you so much!"
"(meow) i thiught we were meant to be together forver!" i thiught so too...
tears drop down my eyes as i tried to calm down. another tear drops...
my face turns blue. the paramedics come for me..i say no O2.
i hurt my child,best friend,an animal. "she's dying,she's dying", they say..
i hear him again "meow" i gasped for air. "cuddles where are you?!"
he replied,"im in your heart." im sorry to have let you go, but as you can see it
wasnt my fault! my best friend, an animal, cuddles. voices leave me as my heart
rate drops...beep...beep...the machine makes..i was declared dead!
Pusy cat, pusy cat.
Pusy cat, pusy cat.
I bottle up my sacrifice,
As pain for now becomes my vice,
Pensive songs scream depth in vein,
My weakness now a wholesome strain,
Enduring sheets of iced betrayal,
Our world becomes a grave lain stale,
If worlds collide repair my past,
Let autumn rise and time outlast,
Count eighteen months back to grey hearts,
Unlick the stamps, unwrite these charts,
Of days until you come back home,
Moments when we felt alone,
Nights in tears and distance aching,
Dreams of you and always waking,
To find that you are really gone,
Just want to say "I miss you Shawn",
& though life's spinning something's wrong,
No longer breathing our sweet song,
Weekends always feel so bland,
Crowded now by tough command,
Our springs run dry and clouds fall blue,
The taste of love now sits to brew,
But when you are returned to me,
Lifetime is my one decree,
One blessing I asked Him to grant,
Forever and always I'll continue to chant,
Kisses sweep my cheeks in shadow,
Seranading wishes will rightfully hallow...
Felicia S. Hughes
I do not know?
I found her at a Pet Store; the oldest of the remaining breeds
A red stag Miniature Pinscher; needing a family to care for her needs
Hyper and excited; bouncing literally of the walls
A fragile tiny puppy with an amazing ability to enthrall
So purchase her I did without a moments delay
A new addition to our family, her life began this day
Prancer we decided to name her for she looked like a little deer
With a shiny coat of color and big brown eyes crystal clear
She took to me instantly; following me from room to room
Made no difference where I went; Prancer would surely loom
A bond we grew over the years as I solely cared for her alone
My new best-friend of fate; I proudly watched you grow
Her loyalty and dedication was not expected to be so vast
Nor our love together, for all good things never seem to last
Sadly you came up missing, without me by your tiny side
A traumatic death experience; some ones evil secret left to hide
I’ll see you again my baby; momma miss you ever so
The love in my heart I have for you still continues to grow
And the legacy you left behind is one you cannot compare
I only have one regret Prancer; in the end I wasn’t there
I’m so sorry I left you behind, unguarded and all alone………..
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
She was long and lean;
Hair the color of cream.
She was quite daring yet still she was caring;
With a beauty that I'd never seen.
She touched a place that I just can't face;
Or even describe the feeling.
Even still I don't know the source of the glow;
Or the name of that in which I'm dealing.
I shouldn't dare yet still I do care;
For I loved her like never before.
She never was mean she seemed like a dream;
And her love I couldn't ignore.
She was a lady of breeding yet it was me she was needing;
And together we spent most of our time.
She sat on my lap and together we'd nap;
Till her body seemed as if part of mine.
Sad though it be she's no longer with me;
And when awake in that place where we sat;
I look around but she's not to be found
I miss her -------Salina my cat.
Rabbit was my turtle who never won a race
Red is my fish but he's blue in the face
And I love my pets but they do no tricks
So I play all day and sleep at night with my sidekicks
My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha! My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha!
Sometimes we stand on bricks, play swords with sticks
Sometimes we have tools for fixin', lollipops for lickin'
But when it's time quit and switch, they're still my fav clique
My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha! My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha! (Chorus)
Smokey is my cat and I love him too
Got a little kitty, named her Crystal blue
And another fish in a bowl I call Fins
But they do no tricks, so I play with my sidekicks again
I got Teddy and Roy and my bulldog Bully
And at bath time I get to dunk my pal Sully
Then there's Croc but is he an alligator
And Fishy is orange, before I see you later
I gotta tell ya Mr. Duck is now Mr. Quacks
But my favs of all time is Tang Tang and Scratch
And though they're stuffed animals~ they do all the tricks
Like my play friend Jerry- they're my sidekicks
A Song for my son Caleb at age 4
I do not know?
Nothing rhymes with llama
Nothing rhymes with lava
HEY! Llama and lava rhyme
I guess I knew that the whole time
When I see a llama, I shout
But when I see it not burning in lava, I pout
Ok, so that's not true
But I'm sitting here quietly with nothing to do......
I just realized that I've never seen a llama in the zoo.
I'm really starting to hate llamas now
I really wish they would all burn in lava
Still not true....
Still with nothing better to do...
(This is a fictional poem)
I did something that made me very sad.
I had to shoot my dog because she was mad.
I should've gotten her a rabies shot but I was tight with my money.
I wish I wasn't so cheap because now I feel pretty crummy.
I was excited and very happy on the day that I bought her.
I knew something was wrong when she became afraid of water.
It really hurt but sadly it had to be done.
It felt like I was also shooting myself with the gun.
Tears ran down my cheeks as I watched her die.
I really loved her, that's something I won't deny.
The fate of that puppy was unknown,
Just a little love was all she need shown.
I walked through the shelter that day,
Not really knowing what I would see or say.
Every little puppy had his or her very own story,
But there they sat and stared up at you in all their glory.
I could hear the little whimpering and cries,
So when I looked at each one, it brought tears to my eyes.
If only I could save just one or two,
Here they all sat, now the question was who?
My oh my what a big decision that day,
On who was going home and who was to stay?
Suddenly, I stopped with a glee in my eye,
Oh how beautiful she was, “She’s got to be mine,” I said with a sigh.
The day I brought her home to stay,
She put more happiness in my heart than words can say.
Here sat this eight-week-old puppy, we named Sasha Lynn,
Not until later did we know how just how many hearts she would win.
She is a tough little gal, with a bushy little tail and sweet little face,
If given a chance, she would show how grateful with a lick on the chin and a
The love of this puppy has saved my life,
And showed me what a puppy’s love is, even in strife.
There is nothing like a puppies love and devotion,
So next time your near a shelter, take a notion, make a motion,
And Adopt The Love Of a Puppy!
I do not know?
Love is in the air.
Love is in the chocolate and flowers that you give to your husband,wife,girlfriend
Love is better than hating.
Love is the best thing ever that can happen in life.
Your love will stay strong for somebody who you truly love and care about.
No matter what you do for the person you love, they will always thank you by say
the heart warming words that everyone likes to hear, I Love You.
I do not know?
Out of the snow,one cold night in December
while a snow storm howled and moaned.
With a book I sat in comfort by the front door
When above the noise of the blizzard came a
Startled,I went to the door.
I searched thru the snow with a flashlight til I
had almost given up,but once more with my hand on the
door knob came a whine of a pup.
I had made up my mind to scold it and send it away,
half freezing myself in that blizzard.
I found it at last in the snow drift half frozen and stiff.
His cold little body shivering and I just could not make him go.
With his small puppy eyes he implored me
not to send send him away in the storm
and as I knelt closer to see him
he placed a cold paw on my arm.
Once more I sit here by the fireplace
each time I look in his direction
a friendly tail thumps on the floor.
He watches me,every moment.
You would think he had known just what
I say with his glad puppy eyes.
He says thank you
and I am glad that I let him stay.
My new best friend.
Misty D. Burress
Never kiss a rat
For it will make you flop
And will go away like rats
Throw it to a cat
Surely, will play and you’re on top
And won’t leave you like nuts
ever the sentinel
wagging tail awaiting . . .
May this love evermore know no
I do not know?
I miss you so much
It’s killing me
I left you home with him
But it just had to be.
As much as I love you
He needs you more right now
I’m so sorry my baby
Please forgive me somehow.
My heart yearns to hold you
To play with your toys
To laugh at all your antics
I even miss the noise.
Someday you will forget me
Which will be better for you
But me my darling Rosie
I will always always love you.
Purr, Fur, Feline
pillow poaching friend of mine
milk licking, whisker flicking
put your padded paw in mine
Tell me that you pinky swear
to come back home from everywhere
that you go so late at night
to run and play and prowl and fight
I see you run off down the alley
to meet your scruffy pal O'Malley
I know you lead a double life
with seven children and a wife
But I let you in at six o'clock
and when I leave I turn the lock
cause I just want to keep the part
that I have of a Tom Cat's heart.
I do not know?
I hate to see you hurting
It breaks my heart in two
Because you are my friend
And I care so much for you
I know how you are feeling
I have felt the same way
But you need to remember this
It gets better with each day
Some people don’t understand
“It’s just a dog or cat”, they say
Too bad their hearts can’t feel this
Unconditional love in every way
My thoughts are with you and yours
As you say goodbye to your friend
Remember how happy he made you
Remember his love till the end
I do not know?
When I see your pretty face I go into a dark
Space and I look into my mind
And think of what could be mine
But then you walk walk away
Just like you did what you did the other day
And you look into my eyes and
And you see what I hide and you say
Stuff to me and it hurts the way you treat me but
I guess that’s how it goes when you’re the only one
That knows and you find out what’s inside and
You start to suddenly cry then you go into space
And let it all erase.
When I'd carry you in my pocket.....
and how your hair felt like silk in the wind,
and when your eyes sparkled in the moonlight,
and when you barked such a little bark.
When you closed your tiny eyes,
and saw the light.
I knew it was your time to go.
I remember my feelings.....
As I came home from school,
I felt my eyes as they began to tear.
If I had one more chance.....
I would give you your favorite bacon treats,
I would let your little teeth nibble my fingers,
I'd buy you a pretty pink shirt.
I'd buy you a teddy to sleep with forever!
If I had one more friend.....
It would be you because,
"I LOVE YOU."
You make me smile when I see your cute face.
Why did you have to go so soon?
I do not know?
My precious little baby girl.
Beautiful puppy, as pretty as a pearl.
Your entered my life, brought love and joy.
And made me smile as you played with your toys.
I watch you grow, so healthy and bright.
I love you dearly, you make everything alright.
My child, my baby, I want you to know.
I’ll always take care of you, wherever you go.
I hope you never have to be away.
Because as long as you’re here, all is okay.
Your kisses are sweet, so luscious and wet.
Oh, how you are the most wonderful pet.
Your paws are so soft when you put them in my hand.
You are by far the greatest doggy in the land.
Gentle and loving
Though can be scary to see
My mixed breed
She truly is this man’s best friend
With unconditional love
My good girl
Cameo syllable count is 2,5,7,3,8,7,2, unrhymed
he's so happy to see you
so anxious to greet you
jumping up and down
tongue lolling all around
tail wagging back and forth
going from side to side
running across a floor to fast to stop
and then he slides
your dog, your pet
a companion for life
unconditional love and acceptance
more loyal than a husband or a wife
a buddy who will adore you
until the very end
your dog, your pet
man's best friend
Star-struck, the cult of celebrity
Hit home in the loin, lodged in the brain,
Ram-raided my sentiment road block,
Derailed like a runaway train.
Barged into the ribcage strong box,
Ripped time locks asunder, apart;
Jimmied the windows to the soul,
Looted the treasured heart.
Stardust, the dazzle of divinity,
Brilliant, white and clear,
Synchronised gulfs of obsession,
Blinded with all it's veneer.
Sending out vibrant sensations,
Demand I be wanted alone,
But what will shine back in conclusion
When I gaze at the stardust unknown?
I do not know?
I closed my eyes and envisioned the night that you left me waiting here.
This moment in time I slipped away on some dark wine and there you showed me.
Dreams are real, Dreams are not just energy floating in the air fighting to breath.
Some how they force you to face the misery. They grab by the hand and pull you straight
into a place where no where begins. I was forced to remember you and even though I didn't
want to I woke up crying and that was the only sign I needed that dreams were real.
In your dreams you slip into a world where everything is some kind of underneath
selfconcious of yourself and you just don't know it. I cried last night when I thought
of you, in my dreams I heard a song and I woke up crying dreams aren't suppose to hurt.
But this one it teased me, it stabbed me needingly. I hadn't cry about you in so long
and now the tears just came pouring out, how I felt, how I dealt, it was own business
my dreams should have just stayed out. I had locked that door and hidden the key, they
trigger the emotions that made me jump awake. It was proof that the world wasn't just one
way demons and witches could lurk in corners anything is possible when dreams come to
I do not know?
The night started out as a gift, a fable
with doves blooming white and alive in the air
The top of the tent open wide to enable
freedom of wingspan exploded and bare
Elephant troops with red sequin blankets
sauntering out past the blind ticket taker
Lions with whips in the grips of their teeth
winking and nodding goodbye to their tamer.
Streamers of silk fabric loosely attached
to muscle taut beings with black painted faces
Ravel, unravel like waves of bright color
and swirl around children in unawkard graces
Sardine car clowns crumble out of their vices
to summersault brilliant and wipe the ink paint
somewhere up in the tippy top of the bleachers
a thick popcorn muncher stops munching to faint
Horses with headdresses tasseled and gold
command the attention of those young and old
With a fling of their heads they are back in their coats
Their unrestrained power, black-eyed and bold
The ringmasters top hat is hooked by a bear
the ringmaster laughs and floats into the air
Grizzly parade on four legs, not just two
lead by a top hatted bear with no cares
In all such disclaimers, panic ensues
and patrons of frumpery clamber like ants
except for the boy in seat A forty two
whose attention is glued like the seat of his pants
The night changed the patterns of thinking of masses
it recycled ideas and absolved all we know
To cage bitter beauty is fraught with disaster
We learned this the night we let the animals go...
There was this old dog that hung around our neighborhood.
Everybody just called him old Red, ugly as could be, but his temperament was good.
Old Red had a nose that could sniff out a good meal,
And if you happened to be picnicking outside, well watch your food cause old Red knew how
He was good with the kids he knew all their games,
And the kids all loved old Red and were happy when he came.
There was a vacant lot where the kids would all play,
And one day while they were playing old Red killed a snake in that lot with the kids that day.
Old red got pretty sick and one of the parents loaded him up and took him to the vet.
They gave him an antidote cause it was a rattler that had bitten him several times and
they didn’t know the outcome quite yet.
His poor old head had swollen up so big it looked like it was going to pop,
And the kids say he had a hold that snake that day and was a shaking it but weren’t about
to let it drop.
Right at two weeks later we got to bring old Red home to the neighborhood,
He was practically a celebrity this old worthless mutt was loved and that was good.
He just had too much love to give to belong to just one person,
And in this neighborhood everybody’s heart he had won.
What ever old Red wanted around here he pretty much got,
And what he gave in return was also quite a lot.
My beloved Madison:
You are sweeter than honey
And more dear to me
Than anything in the world
And you are my little girl!
You are black and brown
And cute all over;
You are my furry sunshine
And I love you dearly
For all sweet, Heavenly time!
Dedicated to: Madison, my “baby sister”; she’s as cute as can be!
I do not know?
Saying goodbye it's so hard to do. But we all have each others numbers and we will not
seprate for one moment. I want this to be right so we are going to make a vow that we
will stay tight. If one doesn't call you make sure you call, Lonliness is not a good
thing when you have a friend to lean on. I don't want us all to just drift away...
summers here but we are friends and we are here to stay. This year has been filled with
many memories of times long before and I felt like this was the sweetest. It's always sad
when you have to let go of the things you want the most, But promise me all boyfriends
and games aside we will spend time together.
I do not know?
Casey is a pain
Always making me go insain
Chewing bitting peeing in the floor
Sometimes srcathin up the doors
I want to yell at him or beat his but
but then again hes just a pup
Casey also fills my heart
He knows when I am hurting fills the empty parts
He gives me kisses and lots of snuggles
So yes I love him even when he makes puddles
He is my baby a wonderful friend
He keeps me warm when the day ends
Now he is young and finding his way
to be a big dog some day
So i can replace the the things he chews
Cause without my Casey I don't know what I would do
On his bad days I say with a smile
He just a puppy give him awhile
Soon he will be out of this phase
But he will always brighten my days
You were so young when we met,
I decided to make you my pet,
Recently divorced I need company.
You were glad you felt so free.
We ran and played every chance we got.
And never but never did we fight.
It was such fun I fell in love with you.
Even though times you would chew on my shoe,
Then you decided your time was due,
So you gathered your toys,
And they were babies to you.
You had your bed in a special place,
In my dirty clothes, what a disgrace.
You did this for years
And took very good care of them,
You even tried to help ducky swim.
Then the time came, and you got so sick.
What could I do, I started to panic.
The doctor said there was nothing he could do.
In a short time you would be through.
After then I spent so much time with you
Every minute I could, was a treasure too.
Then the day came, you could no longer walk.
I started to cry, I could not talk.
I took you to the vet,
One I had never met,
He agreed your time was here,
I must concede, it was severe,
I said goodbye to you, as I held your head,
The next thing I knew,
You were …… asleep.
Now I sit here crying over you,
Wishing there were something I could do.
Goodbye my Rascal, I love you.
Tethered to the controlling hand
Feeling, just can’t get away
Pulling force, barking commands
Only option, to sit and stay
Voice is heard, so strong, so fierce
Yet somehow calm, so at ease
As pet now whimpers, begging love
Sounds from one, upon their knees
To give to master, smile on face
Is all one really wants to do
As rest of world becomes erased
The master stays as only view
To have it any other way, say not
Chained up here, one wants to be
Pleasuring now, here on the spot
Hoping master not set me free
Sometimes I think that days and moments
feelings and emotions should be linear
add them up in neat columns
But most days
i do not know the formula
to use or how to frame the equation
that shows me the way to your heart
Geometric shapes of light, angles with edges
lines intersecting and
rays diverging--obtuse, acute
often on the edge
The digital protractor of my soul
honed to measure sharp edges
built in horizontal spirit levels
I know well the shapes of your shadow
the light from your smile and the
warmth of your embrace
but your Cartesian coordinates baffle me
I can not find the quadrant or the axis
Bring me back to the sums of children
where love adds up and your heart
aligns with mine
Summer is more to me than a simple season-
Summer is my baby, my love
Further aged than I, she’s delicate
With hair of a powder puff, just slightly off-white
The off balance of an untouched cataract fills my heart with sympathy-
When she peels her eyelids open to view me
Tender ears with a downy peach sheen,
Abruptly forewarn of any near future visitors
Moist nose nuzzles into my arm with lengthy whiskers smashed-
Against the sides of her adoring face
Curled tail transforms into straight-
When she catches a glimpse of any visitor
Precious is she,