Best Bo Poems

You entered my life when yours seemed grim,
affected lonesome heart on a chancy whim.

Weak and sick, you fought to justly live,
knowing indeed, you had loads of loyalty to give.  

Wiry - thick- gray mane crowned your debonair grace,
accenting strength and slenderness to your youthful...

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To My Favorite Golden Retriever Bo
(I adopted my sister's doggie after she died)


You're beautiful golden hair,
With a splash of gray on your face,
And so what if your fur,
Is all over the damn place.

If you gave me your coat,
I'd make it into a blanket.
I'd stay warm...

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Old Mother Goose
Frankly speaking was rather loose
The neighborhood was shocked and all in a dander
When she had a brief affair with a well-feathered Gander

When the news reached Jack and Jill
They took that tumble down the hill
Poor Jill lost her drawers and good gracious alive!
Little Jack...

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"Let us talk alone for our morning meal. I'm not so BahhhD really. We are not the same you and I. We have a commonness between us. Which makes us seem familiar. Are we all sheep like they say we are? If you are so...

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TO MY FAVORITE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BO

Poem I Written September 26, 2015

You're beautiful golden hair,
with a splash of gray on your face.
And so what if your fur,
is all over the damn place.

If you gave me your coat,
I'd make it into a blanket.
I'd stay warm all night,
without...

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Bo, half-blind Dachshund Dog,
Barked and barked at the groundhog
Burrowed in the dampen ground.
Groundhog emerging from its home
Squinting from the brilliant sun
To see Bo groomed with red hearts
In his eyes, complaining none;
Went back down into the ground
Back with a handful of heart shape tarts.


2/14/2021

 


Nursery Rhyme...

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when i got home from school
my mother was watching 
oprah again
with a shopping bag
of ice on her knee
when i asked her 
what happened
she said 

“i dont want to talk about it” 

and later i found out
she was working out
to a tae bo dvd
when her knee
popped...

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Bo feasted on roasted silkworm seed
                                    And felt in his...

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Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep!

   Serves her right for fallin' asleep!

      Pa wasn't happy about this turn of events,

         And sent her to bed after spankin' her pants!

Robert...

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It happened again to Bo Peep.
She'd gone off and lost all her sheep.
Met a woodsman named Ted
They spent time in his shed.
Bo cared not a Peep about sheep!

BY DALE GREGORY COZART

Little Bo Peep ignored her flock
She let Ted undo her tight frock
They had passionate sex
In...

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You were a small surprise
The apple of many eyes
Joy and pain became your lot
The why, I'll never know
Three years was all you got
Bittersweet you lived Bo

Now Jesus has you rejoicing
   Running around his throne.
Mom and Dad will see you again, anticipating
  Praying...

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A reckless tale indeed in losing all of her sheep
In not seeing such need she just went to sleep
All of her sheep strayed in her not being around 
Having all been sleighed when she finally found 

The Shepherd is the key as how the herd...

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A shepherd girl named Bo Peep lost her sheep and her Jeep
And didn't know where to find them.
She fell asleep stoned,
When she woke they were gone,
Leaving hoof prints and tire tracks behind them.

She offered as ransom a handsome reward
And assured there'd be no repercussions.
Then the...

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WEE WILLIE BO By Tony Adamo...

In the heart of the Delta, where the Mississippi flows, Wee Willie Bo, a soulful storyteller, arose.
Twelve-bar phrases, a blues rhythm so fine, Blue notes whisper secrets, like aged wine.
From sharecropper roots, his journey took hold, in the fields of...

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Entry for the Golden Age of Music Poetry Contest, sponsored by Oliver McKeithan, March 2025, Second Place.


I dreamed of Johnny Cash last night,
his music spoke to me,
I said I thought that you were dead,
but music lives said he,
but music lives said he.

From Folsom, to Fort...

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