Best Doberman Pinscher Poems
Oh, you funny doggie, with that brown face I adore,
why are you now making that sound that I can't ignore?
Are you lonely? Are you sad? Are your paw paws feeling sore?
No dog whisperer am I, so sometimes it’s a chore
to understand your needs. My dog talk is so poor!
Already I have fed you. You surely can’t want more.
And already you’ve gone potty. I take you to the door.
No, you won’t go out! You sniff and sniff the floor.
At last I understand! It’s your ball you’re looking for!
Here it is, my doggie. Now what tricks have you in store?
Aug 16, 2018 for The Doberman Pinscher Contest of Edward Ibeh
Inspired by this video: Link A: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB9pVJ3mYcE
"What we've got here is a very serious language barrier, not mine!
Let me introduce myself, I'm Tricky, a Doberman Pinscher and a thoroughbred.
My Dad Mick, clever, thinks he can talk to his pets, whatever!
He has two, yes, me and a cat called, grruf, T. C.!
Oops, he is coming, he mustn't know I write and talk too."
"Tricky, good boy, were off walkies", "Dangling my lead in my face.
A few happy barks, bark, bark. plus I wag my stumpy tail,
were on our way, so happy, I was hoping to the park,
the only place Mick lets me off my short lead, great fun.
I try to indicate my desire but no, the river, head down.
Saw a duck, made a lunge in the river plunged, cool water!
Could not believe my luck, no, didn't get the duck, Mick flew"!
Put Yourself In the Doberman Pinscher's Paws Poetry Contest, Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
07/18/18
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Link A https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB9pVJ3mYcE
There were fireflies in the garden
As I thought to myself that day
About the secrets families hold
Are secrets never should be told
As I was young and not too old
I watched her cut her flesh
Not once but thirty times more
I kept wondering why cut herself
I stared at fireflies in the garden
As I thought back to this memory
Seemed like a dream to me at 2 am
And at the very young age of ten
I watched the blood dripping from wrists
As they were yelling and screaming words
Someone was not paying enough attention
My mind kept trying to process the scene
At an age, I should not be seeing all this
Amongst the mixed messages swirling around
I thought about the fireflies outside the window
I was abruptly brought back to this dreadful scene
As I heard the dog cry out in pain as it was cut open
Only because she was there and in the way
She was a miniature Doberman pinscher named Tiny
There were so many words and accusations spat out
It lasted a few hours, but seemed the whole night
So many secrets in this family never should be told
Whenever I think back to this sad time
I remember the fireflies that were in the garden
I stared at fireflies in the garden as I thought
I want to get away from all this insane madness
And fly free alongside the fireflies in the garden
Not my mother :)
My Doberman Pinscher won best of show
and was strutting around like a peacock.
One judge was none too pleased and let me know,
while scrutinizing my dog like a hawk.
She was a sarcastic bitter old prune,
treating both me and my dog with disdain.
And swore he'd be stripped of his standing soon,
she preferred the Schnauzer, and made that plain.
Unfortunately, as dogs often do
he lifted his leg and started to pee.
Her shoe would have to do, since there’s no loo,
and it got a resounding laugh from me.
After sullying this finger-wagger,
he walked with a champion's swagger.
(Sonnet)
09,02,2019
SWAGGER Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
I am king Doberman of my home
I stand guard when I am all alone
I love my master, he’s the man
But I am top dog, king of my land
He feeds me kibble and takes me out
He says do my business, often shouts
I don’t know why he leaves every day
but I get a bone when he’s been away
I sometimes chew his shoes and ties
They smell like him, I can fantasize
I hear my master, he’s at the door
I better look innocent and lay on the floor
At last he’s home again to stay
I've had a very long, boring day
I run and jump and let out a squall
As I stop and stare at my huge yellow ball
I whine and pace, until I get my way
I know my master will give in and play
8/4/18 for Doberman Pinscher contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Based on link:Link A: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB9pVJ3mYcE
Hey buddy, this pooch has got a bone to pick with you -
You’re in the doghouse and we need to talk this through.
So prick up your ears and hear me through to the end -
This language barrier needs some serious work, my friend!
You wonder why I sulk and have no time for tricks -
Well would you want to party if you’d had your manhood fixed?!
And then you tug my lead when I’m positioned by a tree-
Say, do I bring a stop watch every time you need a wee?
I bring your paper daily, wag my tail with affection
But do you thank me? No, you just rush to the sports section.
I don’t mean to hound you because I’m your biggest fan
But please don't take for granted your most faithful Doberman x
30/07/18
link 2 : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O83lmO1lNDc
Doberman Pinscher Contest:
The Doberman Pinscher
A Doberman’s known to be picky
With friends so to greet one is tricky
To kiss is a bummer
Undoubtedly dumber
Is to sneak up and give one a hickey
The English Setter
The reason we call them a setter
Is they follow their genes to the letter
When spotting their prey
They will sit down and lay
Till it’s time to get up and go get ‘er
The German Shepherd
For a breed with a dubious rep
How ironic when choosing to prep
A dog steady and wise
To be some human’s eyes
At the top of the list is the Shep
The German Shorthaired Pointer
Pointing…it sounds like a breeze
Just stick out your tail and freeze
The hard work is done
Now wait for the gun
Taking care not to wiggle or sneeze
The Golden Retriever I
Consider the Golden Retriever
Part camel, part Wookie, part beaver
You can leave her alone
In your home with a bone
If you first take the time to relieve ‘er
The Golden Retriever II
Its coat is luxurious gold
Like the crown on a monarch of old
Thick but not kinky
Though occasionally stinky
What a glorious sight to behold!
The Greyhound
Though Greyhounds are known for their speed
There’s a dignified side to the breed
For when given a choice
Between rabbits and Joyce
They are likely to choose a good read
The Irish Setter
He’s Irish not Scottish or British
You forget, he’ll get ornery and skittish
He’ll point to his pelt
Start swearing in Celt
With a splash of some Gaelic and Yiddish
The Jack Russell Terrier
A packet of fizz the Jack Russell
Full of dashing and daring and bustle
With engine on race
And the world left to chase
Any wonder he makes such a fussle?
The Keeshond
I once knew a hound that was Dutch
Can’t say that I cared for him much
He lived on a barge
That was smelly and large
And grinned at the hint of a touch
The Kerry Blue Terrier
You ask, why include a new terrier
Not a hound or a pinscher or harrier?
Include them indeed
Not a different breed
‘cause they’re fun as a bun and lots hairier
Charley was being obnoxious so I took away his hedgehog,
it’s such a small toy anyways for a big Doberman dog.
A spoiled rotten boy who whined for an hour or so
hoping to get his way and that hedgehog I’d throw.
I wondered inside just how long could Charley go?
Little terror who’s not so little since he was a pup,
still my favorite handsome boy who’d always act up.
Three years old and still behaving like a punk child,
an innocent boy in the morning, at night a devil wild.
No matter how out of control he acted, I still smiled.
Charley was looking out the front room sill one day,
saw a Maltese walking but to him looked like a prey.
So he trampled through the window and ran ahead
right up to the little girl to smell her behind and head.
Funny how a rough and tough boy can be gentle instead.
See there’s nothing as sweet as a Doberman Pinscher,
even though he may not have the longest softest fur.
But Charley has a heart of gold even when acting mighty,
and gives slobbery kisses when he says nightie-nightie.
Eventually I gave him his hedgehog…he still acted flighty.
So give your doggie a kiss today and love it in every way-
you never know when your fur-angel will bark and fly away.
I chose: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O83lmO1lNDc
Doberman Pinscher Contest
Edward Ibeh
August 13, 2018
A Doberman’s known to be picky
With friends so to greet one is tricky
To kiss is a bummer
Undoubtedly dumber
Is to sneak up and give one a hickey
Laid down dog frown
Bedded Brown the doberman
Sitting on the bed
Growing mad
Barking, talking snorting
Bowing his head
Snarling, barking, grawing
What's wrong with him
Mouth wide open
Pouting laying in you bed mad
Laying on his side still snarling, growling, growling
Let still laying on the bed
On his side laying he lays...
Laid down dog frown
Bedded Brown the doberman
8/02/18 ©2018
For Doberman Pinscher Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
My Doberman puppy's in trouble
He cocked his leg against our kitchen table
And I’d only just taken him for walkies
where he just sniffed at that manky mutt Mable
I’d let my Chester off his leash
so he could answer natures call
but not a piddle was to be seen
he preferred to be chasing a ball
So now he’s whining like a naughty child
In fact, he’s retreated onto my bed
I think he’s ashamed of his behaviour
as the sheet’s been pulled over his head!
Inspired by clip 2 using a lot of poetic licence!
Doberman Pinscher Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
7/31/18
The Whining Doberman
Hey, what you doing looking just at me!
You see I'm begging you to play?
Look here, my toys are waiting just for us...
please throw one, let's have fun today!
You're standing there with camera in your hands!
I'm losing patience, so please stop!
I want you now to pick up my best toy
and tell me 'fetch' so I can hop,
and run and jump like we do every day...
no more just filming me upset.
It is so boring when I play alone...
all I can do is whine and fret!
Come, play with me, I don't know what to do!
When by myself it's not the same.
You call me 'Buddy'...I'm your bestest friend!
My whines will stop for just one game!
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Doberman Pinscher
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Judged: 08/17/2018
I used Link A on YouTube as the reference for my poem.
Owner says he is whining cause he lost a treat under
the cabinet. But I used a different reason. You can click
on the link under the photo to watch.
I remember walking
Through a dark alley
Eons ago. All I could hear
Was chirping crickets
About halfway, my whole body
Violently jerked by...
Loud, furious barking....
I never saw coming!
Unchained Doberman Pinscher
Behind a fence. Boy, did it..
Scare the living hell out of me!
I did flinch alright...
What Makes You Flinch Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Date written and posted: 05/30/2019