came buzzing by
to rest and munch
and eat his lunch
and have some fun
on the hound dog's
The old dog
without a clue
in the noontime heat
of the August
by piles of leaves
in dappled shade
of the apple tree,
where an apple fell
and the flies said "yum"
and the bees would hum
and the dog would yawn.
fetch a stick,
or scratch his neck
or care a lick
about a neighbor's cat,...
will prance around,
will tease and taunt
the weary hound,
who naps so sound
Hound has no pep
to take a step
against his back,
and sticks her nose
up to his snout,
sticks up her tail
He hardly cares
that she is there.
She preens and cleans
her own black spots,
She stares at him
he stares right back,
with one eye open,
one eye shut
He'll stretch a bit
and scratch a lot
but it's too
not a lie.
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009
Diligent, playful, and wise,
Of furry paws and soft loving eyes,
God’s amazing gift to mankind.
Copyright © Brianne Tyson | Year Posted 2015
I know a little dog.
His name is Smilin’ Jack.
He is white all over,
But his right eye… it is black.
For sure, he’s not a big dog;
But much more than a mite.
He’s very sweet; but, for a friend,
He won’t hesitate to stand and fight.
And you should see him in the park
Where all the children play…
So much love for one pup to give
Each and every day.
He has such a personality,
Like no dog I’ve ever known;
But I’ve not seen him for several days,
And I’m afraid he’s gone.
Smilin’ Jack, he has no master;
Tho’ I count him my best friend.
I’m so concerned he may have met
His untimely end.
So, I walk the streets and call,
“Smilin’ Jack, where can you be?
I need to see your happy face
Smilin’ back at me”.
I turn and look at every bark.
I’m alert to every cry.
The thought of losin’ Smilin’ Jack
Brings tears to my eyes.
Oh, my lonely heart is heavy.
It’s rainin’ now, the sky is black.
I’m hopin’ that he’ll be alright
And prayin’ he’ll come back.
As I trudge the squeaky stairs
Up to my lonely flat,
I hear a bit of sympathy
In the meows of my neighbor’s cat.
My door is shadowed by my gloom,
But there stands Smilin’ Jack.
He's wet and cold and now I'm cryin’.
My best friend has come back.
Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014
Who would have guessed/ the love carried for a beagle no less
Lily howling at the moon/ with ears long as her toes our coon
she gave birth to Bambi with no tail/ jack a be , 3 yrs later she is ours still
no describing the love for our girls / dressed in pink shirts and curly frills
the girls don't like when we leave home / they show us for leaving them alone
the pillows torn and howling non stop / we love our girly beagles until we drop
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
Reminisce of Southern streets honey suckle vines, Magnolia air
strolling my Pepe down old streets , flowers wild growing everywhere ~
What was in that carriage as I walked proudly down a sidewalk ?
My poodle Pepe, a blue bonnet tied, Pepe sat up faithfully, bonnet on his head .
spectators driving by with smiles , the girl with a baby poodle was the talk ~
On a old plantation porch calling Pepe ? Pepe come home ? I patiently await .
Where was my furry lamb with silk black curls ? My puppy needed his walk .
Told by my parents after several cries many weeks straight ~
~ For they knew of my Poodles Fate ~
"Come inside , Pepe will come back ." He would not come home , Winter cold.
Parents hearing tireless cries , the truth was reveled , In a shed Pepe died.
My Mother told me what no Parent wants to share with a child of five years old ~
My Poodle had been in a shed with my brother and Dad , curiosity he always had.
A ladder had fallen on him , taking him away . Calling for Pepe the same day ...
We buried my Pepe , wrapped in blanket with his bonnet, in the back yard.
~ A cross made of branches , brick inscribed " here lies Pepe " bouquet by side. ~
I can not explain this love that left my heart broken , tireless nights I cried.
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
Sarah's a good witch
Her basic color is white
Expression one of delight
You'll never hear Sarah scream
Everything's peaches and cream
She lives in a hut
A poor humble little hut
With dog Spot a mutt
Sarah likes to brew cider
With little ones beside her
They duck for apples
Splashing laughing dog Spot too
Then kids sit for pumpkin pie
Sister Mary standing by
The kids love Mary
Mary is a good witch too
Sweetness through and through
If you should be passing by
Note the figure in the sky
Crossing o'er the moon
Sarah needs some flying time
Streaking feeling fine
Mary holds the fort below
Come on in Enjoy the show!
Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2008
Jump sniff chew scratch
dogs loved to be stroked on their backs
Run pant stretch bark
dogs love playing ball in the park
Digging holes with their clawed nails
Long ears and wagging tails
I love dogs
they are such fun
throw a stick and watch
Peter Dome.copyright.2013. Dec.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2013
[I wrote this one when I was a school boy - it's my stab at the shortest poem in the world ever]
Copyright © David Sollis | Year Posted 2013
I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:
Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest
Copyright © Brigitte Pace | Year Posted 2015
with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar
with the sun blazing hot
we set off in the car
with a bit of a rush
we are at the seaside
where the air's fresh and clean
and there's donkeys to ride
on the large sandy beach
we've a perfect picnic
with the sun beating down
the time passes quick
with the sky turning grey
we expect it to rain
with haste we pack up
then we set off again
with the dusk drawing in
we are back from afar
with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar
Copyright © Tony Hargreaves | Year Posted 2015
a puppy dog plays
on a green grassy pond's shore
mother dog's near by
puppy sees flying
butterfly from plant to plant
chases to catch it
many times it failed
mother dog was watching this
asks to come back vaw
Copyright © BL Devnath | Year Posted 2015
She wouldn't win a beauty prize,
My funny little Muffin.
She wasn't very much for size,
But she could keep me huffin'.
We'd play a game of hide and seek.
I'd seek and she would run.
I'd be so tired I couldn't speak.
She'd still be having fun.
She watched him hide his pretty eggs
When the Easter Bunny came.
As the children ran to hunt in pairs,
She joined their happy game.
Their short legs were longer than
The short ones that she wore.
For each egg going in a sack,
She'd find a dozen more.
We tried to take them from her and
She'd look at us and grin.
Her mouth was faster than our hands
As another egg went in.
I've had dogs that were more faithful
And superior in size,
But at being glad and gleeful
Funny Muffin wins the prize.
Grandkids love to hear the story
Of how Muffin stole the eggs.
And of how funny she looked running on
Her little Dachshund legs.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2015
they take that walk
together they talk
its not sad or bad
to see the stroll
sometime after dark
watch dog roll log
the KIDS DAD AND THE PARK
AND THE DOG
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2015
Frankfurter for a Dachshund:
A Terrier who pigs out too often might become a:
Spaniel dog breeder:
Parrot who mimics a Spaniel's bark:
Book on how to care for Cockers:
Originally from England, a well-rounded Spaniel stays in shape by playing:
Then showers and dresses by its:
Lassie was a level-headed dog and never engaged in:
Reared in a loving environment, she was a rather:
Bred in the capitol city of NC, making her a:
To commemorate her frequent visits to New Orleans, a streetcar was renamed the:
Snoopy immigrated to the States but alas, was found not to be a:
Which of course drove:
Thus he was deported back to England but was promptly knighted by the Queen becoming a:
Now a celebrity, he is blessed with an entourage of young beagle admirers named:
*Submitted for The Funny Kid’s Poem Contest sponsored by Team Poetry Soup
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2015
Funny Kids Love Lucy
A few inches pup lay comfortably in
In my tiny daughter's palm
Wooly and cuddled a sweet polka dot
A gift from my sister with so much of awe
A string round her neck embossed JINU'S LUCY
Jinu and Lucy the inseparable two
Grew leisurely in queens sized bed
Milk for both but Jinu overslept
Discomforted Lucy nibbled her ears
Scot Jinu off to her school with bag
Rambling through the store Lucy the mistress
Licking off soles on smelling footwear
Pulling down tablecloths to dust off left overs
Surveying with each measure
Some cooked right and others a hard bite
A house full in the evening with Jinu And Lucy
Playing with ball or hiding behind screens
Panting with Jinu's antics to make her jump
Nutty honeyed biscuits after running full score
Mother's knitting basket was Lucy's respite
War cry in the garden bringing Jinu a running
Squirrels scrambling birds fluttering
Whiskers up with Lucy's lungs blaring
Licking paws at victories won
Jinu and Lucy a lifetime companionship
September 18, 2015
Contest: Funny Kids Poem
Sponsor: Team PoetrySoup
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015
Oh, a mangy little doggie went galumphing down the street
And as his luck would have it he just happened there to meet
A warden with a wagon and a heavy-duty net
And he nabbed the rabid mongrel and he took him to the vet.
Copyright © Roderick Molasar | Year Posted 2015