Best Collie Poems
Border collies
highly intelligent-sometimes
two edged sword
Categories:
collie, animal,
Form:
Haiku
Santa Claws
Jolly
Collie
Christmas Decoration for Collies
Collie
Holly
Christmas Gift for Collie Pup
Collie
Dolly
Collies’ Spiritual Leader
Dalai
Collie
What the heck?
Golly,
Collie!
Indonesian Collie
Bali
Collie
An African Collie
Mali
Collie
Lassie’s Tell-All Book
Collie’s
Follies
Sept. 1, 2022 for 'A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE' Poetry Contest
Categories:
collie, animal,
Form:
Footle
A pet no one would ever trade
Such loyalty of the lasting,loving kind
Her memory now in cross-stitch made
No replacement,were we to ever find
Still,now in our memory-bank entwined.
Categories:
collie, animal, dog, in memoriam,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Interior Landscapes: The Border Collie
It is the country of fallow fields in
my dream, our car pulls off the road
beside a fenced in area...
The grass is tall and merciful there.
In this field, a border collie runs at top
speed back and forth.
My soul knows the dog as my dog who
died years before.
My heart bounds, I alight from the car
through the evening's heat, climb through
the fence love pouring like painful nectar
from me.
God tells me, in this dream, the dog has
gone through many lifetimes, soul traveled
just to have this moment with me.
I stand in the middle of the field, gray night
sky to both sides of us, but dark clarity
above and I call to the dog, my arms
opened wide, "Come to me, my beautiful
dog. How long I have waited just to
hold you."
The dog knows me and leaps from a full
run into my arms. The dog is as warm as
love and reality.
Then, the moment passes and the dog
scurries joyously away into an enourmous
white church at the far end of the field, its
orange warm light resounding through the
fallow and the full fields then... The gray
and the vibrant purple.
I know the white church to be heaven and
God assures me the dog is happy and safe
there.
I turn, go back to the car through the
Summer night's heat and am rested in my
soul, rested in my dreams.
Categories:
collie, absence,
Form:
Free verse
I rode a longhorn steer clear across Texas
this summer and no one noticed until
I rode into New Mexico."That is strange, senor"
A vaquero said standing beside the road.
"Don't people here ride cows?" I asked
innocently but amused. "Oh, yes, we ride
cows, but not on Sunday, senor."Taken aback
somewhat by his insolence I continued my search
for water - having been dry for a good portion of
this journey. I found an old man at a water hole
with a collie dog and a Mustang stallion.
He approached with a serious look saying
"I will trade you this fine Mustang for that
longhorn. Then you can ride what should be ridden
And I can eat what should be eaten." Surprised by his logic
I agreed if he would throw in the collie
as part of the trade.I took the horse and collie
And the town barbecued my longhorn that night.
I was glad I had never given that steer a name.
As I was leaving town, a strange man spoke.
"You are entering Jornado Del Muerte..Dead Man's Walk.
Along this trail are those who will eat your dog.
They will also eat you and take your horse. It is
too late to return to Texas. You are a dead man
and this is your last walk."I travel that path
without fear for some strange reason.Will the dog
be first to go or do I taste better than he?
10/16/2016
For contest Give Me Your Best James Tate
Categories:
collie, humor,
Form:
Verse
I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past, and imagination.
We just don't have the courage, because
I guess most are afraid to fail, to loose money.
All I have to say is we can't take money with us,
when we die. I also say hasn't mankind failed enough,
and isn't mankind worth the effort, our children is worth the effort..
Thank you, and my your God Bless you
John E WordSlinger
Categories:
collie, pets
Form:
I had a Merle collie, Cindy was her name;
She was sleek and beautiful, football was her game.
She'd play with a ball for hours, her skills were quite refined,
She would even head it to me if she felt so inclined.
We climbed a mountain range, one cold and wintry day;
She dashed around everywhere, how she loved to play.
When she reached the summit she flopped down out of breath,
I couldn't leave her lying there freezing half to death!
I carried her down the other side, my she weighed a ton!
Afterwards it seemed worthwhile seeing her having fun.
Robert Cartwright-Davidson 5th July 2011 entry for Pick a Pet Competition
Categories:
collie, adventure, animals
Form:
Verse
Truly loved him ever since he was young
That brown Collie is my sweet pet of mine
Lovely to look at when he shows his tongue
Don’t let him mad if he shows his rare fang.
Running nowhere in an old street line
He is there during my difficult times.
Doesn't talk but I feel his one great love
Our bond is as strong as these sweet chimes
Sweet as those most unforgettable limes,
My brown Collie is a gift from above!
Categories:
collie, friend, friendship, pets,
Form:
Dizain
A loyal collie on Chesapeake Bay
worked for his keep—if he wanted to stay
But when told: Hurry, you slob!
he laid down on the job
dreaming of running through meadows all day
6/8/22
Categories:
collie, humor,
Form:
Limerick
A CHANGE OF FIND
change
Alteration
Subjugation
Observation
A constant conflagration
Yet change be triumphant over stagnant stems and stalks of winter wheat made rancid
The sacrifice of death is but a fire fueled nightmare hurling spittle at it’s spite
A man such as me who owns no hearth within a home nor shelter
For my life isn’t so much lifeless, it’s only comatose
And the plague travels while traversing depositories of human waste
Yet and still the plague pursues for as long as never is forever
And then begins the war
Soldiers and warriors all programmed to destroy, maim and kill
Ill-fitting uniforms be-fitting a sniper who slithers rather than runs
And warriors all are invincible until they are no longer not
Fierceness falls to fallow fields deprived of liquid and light
Yet always thy mortal coil calculates the odds of being wounded by a broken foe
While they with pointed vision wouldst be the bright to slay the dark
And then we feast on blood and cherry blossoms for Autumn’s overgrown
Some, such as I, call sorrow their residence until fates forces eviction
Spawned of silent sanitariums
Death be hate
Hate be death
Black be white
Rotten from the fresh
For when two immovable objects meet something has to f*****g change
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Categories:
collie, angst, change,
Form:
Free verse
Thoughts of a Border Collie While
Pondering a Bone
Mine, mine, mine, I think
as I drip drool on the floor.
Bloody meat clings
tenaciously to the hard bone.
White fat, like veins of gold,
marbles the red treat.
My owner is thawing this delicious
delicacy on the counter.
I watch and wait with longing
as I think of the animal odor.
Sharp canines will soon tear
and rend all from the cow’s femur.
My probing tongue will pull the tangy,
succulent marrow from its hiding place.
When all has been eaten, it will
become my favorite chew toy as
I will gnaw, gnaw, gnaw until not
one atom remains.
Then I will lay back in the cool shade
and realize I am a lucky dog.
Categories:
collie, dog, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
There is an acting coach in Battle Creek
Who taught his theatrical collie to speak
Now portraying King Lear
He’s Time’s Dog Of The Year
And stars in Lassie Call Home in a week
1/15/22
Categories:
collie, dog, humor,
Form:
Limerick
My Tasha Girl happens to be
a mix of both Chow and Collie
and I suppose it's largely due because I'm the guardian of she
that I don't see Tasha Girl as a mutt or other cross breed.
In my eyes she's so beautiful and a breed all her own so unique
and strangers also have been captivated by my Tasha Girl's beauty.
Don't believe me?
Her photos are in my blog for all to see.
Categories:
collie, girl,
Form:
Rhyme
Alone in the forest
at the mercy of sound
no lean-to for shelter, nor
bed of leaves on the ground
wind cracks through the brambles
rain’s icy fingers reach in
to magnify doubts and concerns
of faraway kith, distant kin
when of a sudden the collie
she’d heard of appeared
nuzzled up to her and
with that ~ disappeared
October 03, 2022
Entry in 'A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest'
Categories:
collie, dog, fate, fear, hope,
Form:
Rhyme
Red
It was a cool, Spring night.
We lit the fireplace, a cozy sight.
Red, my collie, a double for Lassie,
Nuzzled up for a treat, his saucer
shaped eyes, ah!
So very warm and so classy.
I went to the kitchen, glowing
amber from the flames,
Here came Red, his treat to claim.
Ah~ a scene of peace if there
ever was one,
For with Red, you see....
I experienced happiness and the
most perfect affection and serenity.
Previous Title was...Red
June 21, 2019
5:10am PST
Categories:
collie, dog, memory,
Form:
Couplet