Dog Free Verse Poems

Handicapped by charades,
A cacophony of voices
Comes from the real owners of the world
Who gather, roar, and whisper in a coven.

Wolly bat and tongie dog
Adorned with...

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I walked as a grey kid
lost in his own hometown streets.

When my slow mind
began to see more clearly
it saw brick dusted air
and a sunlight blotched...

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I have a brain.
But not just any brain — I have a brain dog.

It doesn’t sit. It doesn’t stay.
It runs. Fast. Far. Wild.
It sniffs every...

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They don’t ask if I remember.
They think I’m just a tree—
bark, leaves, and silence.
But I do.

I remember.

Before roads,
before fences,
before the wooden swing on my lowest...

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The ground shakes and 
buildings sway with 
the blast of each shell.
I cover my ears 
but the ringing stays. 

Fear grips my chest,
Grief swells my...

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In the land of hope
I linger
Ready to catch a bone
From a dog who does not know he has lost it

I am a bit lost myself
Keeping...

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Every minute is a choice
I could go to the Dollar store
Could get gas
Could get my hair cut
Could sit in the dog pen with my dogs

If...

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Do you feel you must really say sorry,
Or are you flippant, don’t give it much worry,
Do you feel out of obligation you must
Say sorry, believe...

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This is a story of wee mental Blair minty Wilson, 
he was a father a brother a nephew an uncle a cousin and one true...

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you saw me wrong.
upside down,
like a bible turned over
in the hands of a sinner.

i saw you
the way a dog sees a thunderstorm.
head tilted,
waiting for it...

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My dogs have an enormous play yard
Much better than being in a kennel or tied up
Still, I feel guilty when they are up there alone.
So,...

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The air thickens, a velvet cloak
drawn across a gasping sky.
No sudden crack but a low groan first,
from the belly of the coming storm.
It's the earth's...

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A senior moment experienced by this drip...

awash with intermittent amnesia.

Scant number of minutes elapsed...
before I forgot whether yours truly
took another dose of glycopyrrolate
ingested as a...

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Were you looking for me? Her diabolical dog Disaster asked.
She rolled her eyes.
Disaster knew she was looking for him.
She had called his name over twenty...

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Cliché: “Time heals all wounds.”
(Irritation: It implies passivity, ignoring the ache, the effort, the mess of healing.)

Better Version:
Healing is not the passing of time—
it is...

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