Best Wagging Poems

It was a glorious summer day and I woke up with the lark
Got my wheelchair ready and then headed to the park
I noticed a girl...

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The 28th of April; I'll always remember that day
It was very overcast and the sky was quite grey
That short journey to the vet I will...

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Words can be whimsical, a merry-go-round
They run in a circle, they bounce up and down
They play hide-and-seek, until they are found
Look how quickly the little...

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You had that future retro look:  two thousand seventeen,
There was a slow and sultry permanence, a little slouchy lean
As you eased out of the...

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Our sweet dog Holly lies under our tree
She is wagging her tail so gleefully,

Knocking about the light Christmas tree balls.
She becomes quite shocked as one...

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I thought I’d repost this because of the state of the world today and because 
it might help someone see things a little differently or...

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On a stone wall, by the solitary pavement,
Annoyed and angry, with daggers drawn at everyone,
I saw my neighbor sitting dejected and depressed.
Though known him for...

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He’s just a dog, a mongrel pup that fitted in me hand,
short haired, tan and white, with needs of high demand,
he’s whingy and he’s whiny,...

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Tongue Study

Tongues
Steady it wags
needing to know
more, about the
the very thing that
causes wars.
peace and pain.
I study my tongue.        ...

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keep the music sorrowfully low,
so big daddy doesn’t hear.
the shadowy figures, surrender
and whisper in your ear.

the psychedelic colors flow
like the sea foam beat.
Angie, your chromatic...

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I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking,
or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking'
By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking
in the language better known as...

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Happiness is the first rain that breaks the drought,
           Seeing the joyful faces on farmers...

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When the news is hard to handle and it’s difficult to cope
We like to take a long walk…and rediscover hope.

Today’s walk was along the shoreline...

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Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the...

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When I walk, my chest nearly touches the floor
With tail wagging madly I know I can score.

The judges look at my teeth and nails
I give...

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