Best Rover Poems

Oh, Lord! Lest one is asleep,
the purge to kill you,yet again,
is quite deep.
Some, who read your word in
the Bible, re-create it, with myths
that are long...

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I wiped away a single tear
That had fallen from my eye
(You told me simply we were friends)
You left me after only a year
(But you conceal...

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Sweet Butterfly, with wings now dry 'tis time to break away
and light upon the leaves of dawn while weeping willows sway,
not reminisce 'bout chrysalis discarded...

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I wiped away a single tear
That had fallen from my eye
You left me after only a year
I often sit and ask myself why

Looking back on...

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His heart is with the winds
that set his spirit free,
enduring breeze that sets the sails
and guides him out to sea.

Sea rover fair with eyes as...

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A cruel Jack Frost blows icy floss
(in front of spring a’ burstin’)
while shiftin’ sheaves of withered leaves
near freezin’ streams a’ thirstin’.
A pack reviled runs roamin’...

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The first
close-up of Mars      was 1996  since then-
a flotilla of  fly-bys   orbiters    ...

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On a Sunday in the evening
The old barn becomes a hall
Social place where every weekend
The town folk go for a ball.
 
The inside is decorated...

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At the risk of being called “rabble-rouser,”
I think poor old Barky Von Schnauzer,
should practice his aim,
his master to maim,
in the back end of his very...

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ANOTHER AFRICAN DAWN

The silence of the dawn even before
the first bird sings its unique little composition to the world
crispness of the previous night fills the...

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A Dog Named Sex


My pooch is not named Rover, Fluffy, Spot or Rex.
I wanted something different, so I named my puppy, Sex.

To renew my doggie’s...

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In our little Arkansas Dover town, we never clown around, about the sacrifice
Christmas is about Christ, and his great love, which suffices 

We live and...

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I was hungry and headed to one of the tents that had been set up as a field kitchen and noticed Tim who came over...

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Poets at Play

I played with words today –
They called to me 
“Come out and play with us!”
Childhood companions
Building rhythms like treehouse forts –
Playhouses of analogy...

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Once upon a fairy tale,
Lived a colony of tiny folk
Who decided to set sail,
Because across the pool 
Lay greener pastures
Of which they wanted
To become masters.
For...

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