Best Greyhounds Poems

Whippet's in the wind
When greyhound
Gazed upon
Whippersnapper
Want to be
In the midday sun
Whistle of a woman
Calling canine back
Put him on the leash
Take doggy to the track
Flat cap...

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It was in late October in the year nineteen seventy three
That the war in South Vietnam was finally over for me
I boarded the seven o...

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DOGGIE ART
Poodle
Doodle

          HAPPY LASSIES
          Jolly
  ...

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“WHO”



Human to Human
the faceless 
without names
buried under 
mountains of pages
escaping the blame

Human to Human
the faceless 
without names
hold the science
and the answers
debating chances
and plotting the traces...

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(Continues after part 1)

Stopped to talk, and then “Since his voice now dries”,
Told poet to me, “your time don’t lose, be fast;
But speak, and ask...

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Jessica Casey the punters dream- Sequel to Shy Julie 

They came from near - they came from far
Bus ferry and train and some by car
THE...

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Irish

'When Irish eyes are smiling',
sang the midwife, gleefully,
as she handed me a bundle,
and revealed that it was 'She'.

A baby, with the darkest hair,
blue eyes, that...

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Ode To Wayne Gretzky

We all carry the same genes
and look how different we turn out;
I honed my skills to playing hockey
and look how far I’ve...

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The city is a strange place.
People shifting, walking lines and punching time cards.
Strangers looking, their eyes and mind in their own little worlds.
A woman on...

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Sam came from Bollon on the Wallan S.W.Queensland Aus.

Sam Mc Croon came from Bollon soon
When he heard about old Galoon the Batey
 She was big...

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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...

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I want to walk into the 
Hotel Cipriani in Venice
Cigarette holder dangling
Two sleek greyhounds on
Leashes, grey cape over
My shoulders, movie starlet
On my arm, tons of...

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i was in the canvas seat in front,
at the pictures ...Shiela, hunt,
was playing with her little foot,
got the wrong feet, wasna Toot,
playing footsie with her...

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Villa  tapestries  gave  the  space a hushed quality
Baskets of bread fruit cold chicken  and some wine
Books some paper  some...

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He stands tall, muscular and magnificent. He raced the first years of his life. Not knowing how to be a pet, just a commodity. He...

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