Dogs Couplet Poems | Examples
These Dogs Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about Dogs. These are the best examples of Couplet Dogs poems written by international poets.
Dogs
rug hogs,
no respect
as they make nests.
Old,
still bold~
stealing treats
and craving sweets.
Ruff
ruff ruff,
understand
as they demand
fidelity
from you/me,
they stay
fae.
Magical friends
make amends,
canine
fine!
The wages of sin are just never paid.
Try as you might you can't make the grade.
Came home from work all tired and forlorn,
My back hurts, my feet hurt, I've bunions and corns.
I've pills for my back, my neck and my shoulders,
No sense in complaining, I'm just getting older.
I rarely sleep now, I just pass out,
Then I wake with a start 'cause my dogs must go out.
The cat's waiting patiently by the back door,
As the dogs race excitedly across the floor.
Then I go to the bathroom to swallow my pills,
Half an hour before breakfast, it's my daily drill.
I bend over double to brush out my locks,
Took a coughing fit and peed in my sock.
I'm just getting old I tell myself again,
It's my punishment now for a youth filled with sin.
Tuff and Ruff, two dogs couldn’t bark
Owner took them to the park
Tuff was mauled by a Doberman Pincher
Who looked at Ruff, said “What’s your name sir?”
Ruff said “Ruff!” once, then twice
~ Pincher turned tail in a trice
love is the reason God put us here, kismet
the dogs know this, they cannot help it
as close to the holy one as a being can be
one with soulful eyes is at my knee
I sit in the sun like a satisfied fat cat
dogs hide under the slide with a ball and a bat
they have fur coats, my husband says in their defense
we are all sleeping heartily, none of us tense
TAXING THOUGHTS
Let us hide behind a litany of lunacy
Of gods and Gods, prophets and profits
Does it do any good to feed the hungry
When we are the cause of the hunger
To take money from those who work
And give it to those who can’t or won’t
Do the presidents dogs really need SS protection
More than his garage door needs a lock
Why does the Red hat of the toreador
Arouse such venom in the capeless
Must I give up my right to be me
So that you can exercise your right to be you
Must I turn away
Lest my eyes offend you
Silence my laughter
To sooth your self-centeredness
Must I teach my children and grandchildren
That they are less than because of who they are
Let us hide behind a plethora of flags
And mock the one allowing them to fly
I let my dogs out at midnight,
And sat down to write.
There was an explosion outside,
And my dogs tried to hide.
They hit the back door raising a fuss.
"Mom! Let us in! They're shooting at us!"
I opened the door, saw their reason for fear.
The town shot off fire works to encourage good cheer.
They lit up the sky as I watched from my deck,
With my dogs close beside me craning their necks.
As a rainbow of color filled up the air,
I said "Don't be afraid boys. Happy New Year.
10/31/2023
Furry, bouncy, fun, they will adore you forever.
You walk them in the day, such furry treasures.
When you return from work, it’s great fun.
Up to the door they greet you, at a fast paced run.
Do you like dogs as much as I?
They make you smile sky high!
Check me out, in the sun, on my paddle board
Far more delightful than Swedish Smorgasbord.
Off to that azure, wavy Ocean we go
Check out my groovy, hip, sunglasses ‘bro!
My delighted owner, proud of me as he can be.
To see a brave dog, unafraid, lovin sun and sea!
7/28/2023
Like burnt-out logs on ice-cold firedogs nudge,
emotions crumble at tentative touch.
In Iambic Pentameter: Stressed syllables are in bold.
Chicago now has cause to cheer
The Cubs are winning games this year
I've checked things out and found
when the moon is up, the sun is down
Large gray clouds do contain
snow, if cold; if warm, rain
Birds keep chirping, cats still meow
Cows graze and moo, dogs bark - bow-wow
Who understands God's mysterious ways
The Cubs are winning ~ we cheer, amazed
The ancients honored you in their cultures
Mythology crowned Jataya, King Of Vultures
Obligate scavengers, you conduct your foray
Toward putrid carcass of what will be your prey
Dead bodies, prairie dogs, rodents, wild boars
Insatiable eclectic pallet opens many doors
Vomit, your defense, your uric acid searing
Hunched backbone, broadened wingspan so fearing
Here they soar, the vultures who seldom kill
Just scouting about for their carrion meal
Back to normal life its time
Lets consider our normal lives
The life we all know
Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan
Apartment prices, oil, and gasoline
Ukraine, Russia over and over again
Standing by for what happens next
Banks implode, viruses explode
Ah yes don’t forget World War 1 and 2
Still there is Disney, and sunny skies
The squirrels that show up by
The kitchen window for nuts
And loving cats, dogs and smiles
Normal life is definitely complicated
I suppose its time — life is creative
Difficult, dark and still to be celebrated
It fell from the masters table.
Pets would snaffle it if able.
"Why!,' yelled the master, 'are you dumb?
You grapple over one mere crumb!
You both have big bowls full of food.
You're so ungrateful! That's just rude.
Nevertheless, you mortal things,
So much joy your company brings."
The dogs wag their tails happily.
They play and jump with child like glee.
What would man do without his friend?
With whom would precious time he'd spend?
Ponder this and your rage will numb
When your dog takes away your crumb.
These furry friends enrich our life.
They comfort us in times of strife.
Written 13th January 2022
For the C Forms - Couplet contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
I’m sure she would have preferred dogs to either of our kids
And I told her so when our marriage hit the skids
She got a decent lawyer, a legal plan to hatch
So now she lives there with our children, Trixiebell and Patch