Dog Tired Poems - Poems about Dog Tired

Used to gad about town as such in my day but don't get around much anymore conked out zonked out (perchance to dream) I prefer to remain housebound indoors yes it's an age-old refrain my dogs are barking and my best guess they may really be completely up the wrong tree entirely but my best bet yet feeling my years (the weight of the world) I'm...

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There's the dog With his so worried eyes Dog tired Emitting a sleep lulling sigh Still concerned That's he's a good boy Tucked in, beautiful, delicate paws Face wrinkled Slight eyebrow raise As a seagull flies by Lives don't need saving today The room is safe and still Rest on little boy Just until... Walkies....

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Walk dog In fog Can't see Bump tree Fell down Face frown Sore head Cut bled Now lost Bit cross In pain Slow gain Came rain More bane Wet through Cold blue Mud slip Pulled hip Found path Mad laugh Walk more Still sore Long roam Got home Deep sighed Dog-tired Red wine All mine 05.11.20...

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A minor typo found this fanatic spell binding hound to resend a poem posse sub bully dashed off in a huff (past the hour) if nothing else than fur his spurt full of peace, bot tee, and mind. Thus this Norwegian bachelor wannabe (most closely aligned with said status closely...

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I trot into the little house, the one without a door. Turn around twice to settle down, and plop my nose on the floor. My attention goes up to the night, to search it with my eyes. I hover by each distant light - Swoop to the moon - a dog that flies....

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(this poem is a bout falling asleep but there is no category for it) Heavy lids; burning eyes, no more chance of getting high. Dreams both start but don't sound, as carriage carts drag on cobble stones. Your heart - slow baritone beats, pulling you away to sleep. And it suffers you, for your loss of control. It scares you too. Still, down you must...

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I pull a sledge in arctic snow, The leader of the team, And rescue stranded people from The mountain or ravine. I help to capture criminals, Or race upon a track, I sniff out hidden drugs and bombs, Go hunting with my pack. I guide a person ‘cross the road, And herd a flock of sheep - I work so hard around the clock (But...

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Parallel went the universe someplace along the line When autumn French-kissed winter with tongues of leaf and ice; The lamp-posts dripped drab amber with a dark and dreary shine, A devil's brew of garnished sleet, elemental egg-fried rice. Night caved long and colder as day fell short, sedate, And I felt somewhat older, in my heart a dying spark; Crying out...

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