Arf Poems | Examples

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Beautiful Creatures

 meow meow
i called the kitten 
who have never eaten
and i say
 meow meow

 arf arf
barked the dog
who got jealous 
and he say
 arf arf

 tweet tweet
birds that fly
greeted Hi
and they sing
 tweet tweet

 creak creak

who could have 
made all of them 
made me smile
heart's overwhelm

 swish swish
fish on the pond
flapped their tails
and they go
 swish swish

  roar roar
and we got scared
the mighty lion
rumbled
 roar roar

 hiss hiss
a snake came out
the bushes 
and goes
 hiss hiss

 broom broom
as I drive over
the wilderness
 broom broom

we've all seen
the masterpiece 
now I wonder
who is the
great artist?

Premium Member Arf

You can’t burn me like a log
Better treat me like a dog
Give me chewies, give me ball
Take me out on a stroll
In the evening, home and dry
You will laugh, and I will cry
I might not be very wise
Take a look into my eyes
Tell me what you see inside
Something that I cannot hide
Tell me what it means to you
I’ll say arf! I love you too.

Premium Member tabby in winter

Tabby in winter, with a tuft of snow on your head
You got slammed when they came down on that sled
If you get buried, it may be quite a little while
Before we can save you, St Bernard said with a smile

Then he noticed that there were Bernards on her scarf
How bad could she be? He told his friends with an arf.
Tabby in the snow glared at all of those happy dogs.
They ate up her chocolate kibble like untrained old hogs.


Premium Member tabby in winter

Tabby in winter, with a tuft of snow on your head
You got slammed when they came down on that sled
If you get buried, it may be quite a little while
Before we can save you, St Bernard said with a smile

Then he noticed that there were Bernards on her scarf
How bad could she be? He told his friends with an arf.
Tabby in the snow glared at all of those happy dogs.
They ate up her chocolate kibble like untrained old hogs.

Premium Member A Black Lab Named Ken

*****


     I adopted a friendly old dog,
     a black Lab named Ken
     He's not much of a watch dog
     but we're great friends

     Ken, has a favorite red ball
     he takes it everywhere he goes
     even to the vet beside the mall
     A vision of smiles playing in the snow

     One night, I was sleeping in bed
     awaken to glass breaking
     Bang!.. Yelp!..  My heart sank in dread
     thud, thud, thud, my body was shaking

     My life flashed before my eyes.
     frozen in time, a prisoner in the dark.
     I fear death!  Will no one hear my cries?
     Then reality brought me back, "Arf"!

     I felt something hit my chest,
     thud,  bouncing on the rug.
     "Arf," Ken! I should have guest
      you scared me, I gave him a hug.

     The house is a battle zone
     Ken!, You're a bad boy, No! more ball.
     His ears went down as he groans,
     -dropping the ball at my feet, excited, "Arf", rlay rall" (play ball)

                                      
                  12-4-21                   
           ****Fictional****

Premium Member Longtime Bosom Buddies

two good longtime bosom buddies
puerile teasing games they play
they're inseparable toddies
they're different from night and day

puerile teasing games they play
ooh, ooh, eee, eee, aah, aah
they're different from night and day
arf, arf , dog object to its tah...

ooh, ooh, eee, eee, aah, aah
high-speed monkey pulls his friends tail 
arf, arf , dog object to its tah…
feuds erupt, and calm still prevail

high-speed monkey pulls his friends tail 
they're inseparable toddies
feuds erupt, and calm still prevail
two good longtime bosom buddies

5/6/2020

fun musing, no one has used the photo 3 for the contest


Premium Member Toy Display

Blissfully reigning in his monkeyrium
Over his stuffed ape and monkey collection
My special child boasts of dinosaurium
That display his toys, subduing extinction.

Behold him linger in his edenic haven
Oblivious of echoing meow-arf-arf sounds…
“Oh, how good God* is with His grace-proven”
Thus saith my heart, which my boy resounds.

*Psalm 73:1 Truly God is good…

August 23, 2019

3rd place, "Invitation to Play" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sheri Fresonke Harper; judged on 10/4/2019.

Annie's Sun

Annie’s Sun

Today is yesterday’s tomorrow,
Oh, Annie, if your song would say,
Sun follows and follows and follows,
Ah, but it is only a song today,

This poem took its form in that yesterday,
Different was this day to be, and yet,
One foot barely follows another, 
I long for your happy hair of red.

Yesterday’s hope proved futile,
Though today’s hope will banish sorrow,
And one day Sandy will Arf,
And hope will win joy - tomorrow.

Premium Member Mysteries of the Universe

Dogs ruff, arf or bow

    Cats purr or meow
 
       ~ I don't know how

Premium Member Mushy Doggy - a Tanka Poem

Mushy Doggy - A Tanka Poem

Mushy Doggy my
Agreeable and Jolly 
With a funny nose
And warm personalities
I feel happy when it barks, arf!!


4/11/19

Raining Cats and Dogs

This past week it was raining cats and dogs,
prayed about it to not get so annoyed,
one car totaled other in infirmary,
husband tomorrow having triple bypass surgery,
Meow, Arf, Splat go land some more in the bog.

Premium Member Death In a Paris Pissoire

DEATH IN A PARIS PISSOIRE
I'm all alone in my sunset
I'm as alone as I can get
I thought I'd die but haven't yet
things are just as bad as they can be.

I'm all alone I cry and cry
I'm so along I want to die
don't want to live but don't know why
things are just as bad as they can be.

I'm all alone I done my best
I made the grade but failed the test
I lost it all throughout my quest
things are just as bad as they can be.

I'm all alone here in my bed
I'm so alone I hate my head
it's hard as stone and thick as lead
things are just as bad as they can be.

I'm all alone and hurt a lot
I'm so alone I'm all I've got
my love life's always not so hot
things are just as bad as they can be.

I'm all alone and ugly too
I'm so alone my life is through
My dog hates me what can I do?
Things are just as bad as they can be.

Bow wow! Bow wow! Arf! Arf!
Grrrrrr . . . ..

© Ron Wilson Arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

Premium Member Finn Mcgee and Me Part 4 the End

Bot I couldna leave

Wid Wee Luk McGee

Sprawled out on the flaw

So I stepped over Finn

Und tried to begin

"elpping 'im oop arf da flaw

Den Finn 'ad awarkin'

McGee a bit shaken

Awl made our way 

Teh da street

We all were surprised 

When we realized

We managed teh stay on our feet

McGee was da first

Teh trump oop a curse

Und swear 'e'd be drankin' no more

Den Finn chimed on in

Wid his big toothy grin

'E Raised oop 'is 'and as 'e swore

"No more awl nightin' 

Drankin' und foightin'

We'll dew what we tink is roight (right)

We awl 'ad teh agreed

Let lyin' dogs be

Da is, until next Foriday noite (night)



Dee End Tank you my friends

Silver

SILVER
Silver is the twinkling stars
Silver is spilled moonlight 
Silver is a fairy’s wings
ready to take flight-
A baby’s laugh
A wizard’s staff 
A puppy’s ‘arf!’
Snowflakes and
angel cakes
and silver spherical decorates.
The highest pitch of a piano’s tinker
Is silver
And the sea is silver
When the gentle rays touch the water.
Silver is a penny tossed into a wishing well
Then wishes are silver
Sparkling distantly
But never getting fewer.
Silver is a teardrop
Silver is a sight
Silver is the most beautiful sword
Owned be the noblest knight.
Silver is a ray of hope 
You can always cling on
Silver is the budding dreams
of countless childhood memories.
Silver is the spiraling,
Never-ending flow
Of gentle fluffy snow.
You can taste silver
If you truly believe
In the land of fantasy
On Christmas eve.

Dog Gone Languages

Dog Gone Languages

All dogs bark except the Dingo
Humans think they know the lingo
But truth be told – reality
It’s a different sound in each country
In Arabic – hau-hau, how-how
Armenian – haf-haf
In Cantonese – wow-wow, wong-wong
Bulgarian – jaff-jaff
In English it’s arf-arf, bow-wow
In Malay it’s gong-gong
The Germans hear wuff-wuff, vow-vow
The Thais just hear hong-hong
I’d give you more but that’s enough
You need to know this other stuff
Dog barking has one common vice
A dog will always speak it twice
No matter how we hear the bark
Between two dogs it hits the mark
They seem to understand all others
Better than we do our brothers

Mdailey	11/28/12

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