Buddy Poems - Poems about Buddy

Some other people’s dogs bite, snarl and snap like turtles on speed. Our young puppy Beau dances, twirls, and bites his tail as if he’s on weed. The other dog, Buddy, is a gentle giant, over a hundred pounds of love. He was sent to us via a dumping, from angels who live well above. It is no accident...

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My buddy will always be like poetry. But sadly, the poetry itself caused suddenly an emotional rift. And I thought she will be standing firmly at her stand and I would remain feeling stupidly upper hand and silently drift. But she proved herself to be the better one just to make me realise graciously a real buddy bond does not ever break or shift and showed me thawing my...

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"Buddy Breathing" Ten leagues below the bed of the ocean in my heart, strange creatures exist, they guard the gate of all things that have past the sound of their existence is strange music for strange creatures, words are not written, nor are they spoken, mute hearts bleeding and eyes wide open masks are worn down here, like soft harlequins glistening...

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There are two sides to my buddy, heartless and friendly. But if you stretch it to three there's diplomatically deadly. Heartless and deadly, it doesn't translate at all exactly, that she's mean and cruel, It's just that I can be forgettable. When friendly is lost in heartless, I fall into a Shakespearean tragedy. My emotions start to cut me into countless feelings, "To be, or not to...

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Hopin' and flyin' high Still somethin' was amiss, Just you know why ... It had to end like this Not fade away a shining star With three million records sold, Yet, silent fell his guitar ... And, glasses rest infold A sound never to be heard Soon after that final show, Boy, give us a clue, a word Maybe one day we'll know What happened that...

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In the forest, wild and deep, Where secrets and mysteries quietly sleep, Lives a friend both massive and kind, A creature unlike any you’ll find. My crazy hairy Bigfoot buddy, so tall, Roams through the trees, answering nature's call. He sneaks to my backyard as moonlight breaks, Together we play by the silvered lakes. When the world is cloaked in the nighttime's shroud, We...

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My buddy wants me to go. In the midst of that made-up nature, just for the general attendance and just as a general creature, to a gathering I sometimes find so fake and shallow. She said so formally, "Why would you need anybody ? Go, be by yourself, and have fun !" But buddy, if you could only tell, "Just go for me, breaking your aversive...

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That day, it was a fun day, I waved at my buddy. From far away, over the greens and the tracks, she waved back at me too. But the rest of the day she ignored me, and so ignored me all the way ! And that got me to go deep under the deepest of the blue. (22.01.2025)...

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Charles Holley aka Buddy Holly had a rock'n roll music style by golly Peggy Sue* & That'll Be the Day still the best to jive& sway ...

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You know, a Prez is numero uno, And then there’s First Lady. Yes, we all know. But murmur tinnitus Says, there’s more to this buzz: A guy called First Buddy and big no, no. ________________________ Happenings |05.01.2025| USA, political, humour Poet’s note: There’s already some buzz about this guy called First Buddy. His area of influence is DOGE, an advisory body...

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Buddha meets ... that is strange, Announce the meet ... strange the more, Buddha meets ... not so strange, Announce misquote ... Buddha just wrote, Though history ... Buddha's story, Timing bit off ... historians scoff, What came first; egg or chicken ... what came post; begs a question, Christmas or Buddha ... Buddha or Christmas, It is neither ... here nor...

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There goes my buddy, out the door. I did not see her all day and it did not cause any downpour. As she leaves, she nods and smiles from the distance, sincere and sure, and somehow that moment makes her my buddy, even more. (18.12.2024)...

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My husband and I have two dogs – Buddy and Beau Buddy is a gentle giant, one hundred and sixteen pounds Beau is an exuberant puppy, licking and chewing, chewing and licking we adore them, they are like giant ponies, galloping through the house Beau will jump from blue couch to recliner to brown couch makes no difference that I...

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I brushed my dog Buddy in the driveway today. It looks like someone discarded a feathered mattress He has as much fluffy stiff fur as any sheep I have met the robins will be fighting over it for their nests which is why I did it there instead of in the house...

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one of my guardian angels lives with me disguised as a dog I keep calling him Blue, after my husky whom I had for ten years Blue adored me, as Buddy does now. Weirdly enough I call my baby Beau dog “Buddy” which is Buddy’s name, not Blue. How we got all of these B names going is odd. I have also had...

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