Dog Death Poems

For years, Tim had the visions
Seeing things that no one could
If he spoke of them, he's crazy
He kept quiet, like he should
Just normal, little, visions
Of...

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That Darkest Day, The Death Of Her Midnight

She cried out profusely, please do not die,
only last week, you my love, ran so well.
He was down,...

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Outside my window,
A robin lands on the lawn
looking for a worm or two.
Squirrels scamper along
the branches of a holly tree
heavy with berries, eating
their fill, heaven...

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I said a prayer, three years ago, to the Lord above,
that he take care of my little girl, that I dearly love.

Why I sent this...

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Aw sweet boy you're never alone
You've got me to throw you a bone
Now be a dear and carve your wrists
A little Dog-tag for when you...

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Strike one! 
The umpire yelled
 at the other team.
I could see my dad smiling, 
proudly back at me.
He was a very, hardworking man.
But he never...

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From back streets, alleys and hedgerows they came,
all sorts of people with children and dogs
filling the Chapel like a hall of fame;
the smell in the...

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Crossing the dark miry ford, thwarted by the skull colored fog              ...

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“and if I died a thousand deaths, 
I’d die a thousand more to be with you…”

Seven years since they found your body lying
beneath the Colorado...

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A furor surely was ignited
When somebody from United
Made a bad decision
With a most unpleasant end.

A carrier with dog inside
(The flight attendant notified)
Was placed with luggage...

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someone wise told me I should write about my great loss, 
maybe it would help me deal with my sweet boy’s death-
truth is I would...

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Like the dog sick in the streak of His sultry sun,
Like the cow mad in the muck of His molten moon,
Like the pig hung by...

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Beulah Groton 
1886 -1890
 
I remember the adoring eyes of my mother 
And I remember the sweet fragrances of the orange blossoms in spring. 
I...

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It's 3 a.m.  The universal witching hour, so of course, I'm wide awake.
The snarly opossums are on the porch, fighting over a delicious corn-fed...

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The whole neighborhood was silent,
silent enough that you can only hear the crickets chirping. 
It was getting dark outside.
I ran to my bedroom window. 
Slowly...

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Hard by the grave
Of Ian Grey’s only son
Passed the mourners…
One by one
…Save for one…

In work worn clothes
With bonnets and hats in hand
Garb of black… head...

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Sell the kinetic death metal,
see the swivel profits 
zooming to the stratosphere
Bloody schoolyard body count
is the cost of doing armed ant-farm business
Collateral damage is the...

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Pardon my condor sensitivity,
	but can I be 
dead serious candid with you
Everybody look down on me,
and talk mean about me
But, in the future, they’re gonna...

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I posted this first poem on one of my first days here at Poetry Soup. It’s about my stinky Pug Mugsy. He is almost fourteen...

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Nighty night-night
	my sorry little blighter
It'll be all right
	if you can be a fighter
The devil is a-comin'
	he'll slug you with his fist
You'll see him swift a-runnin'
	to...

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