Pets Grief Poems

A lonely young girl,
dreams each night for a doggy.
A new furry friend to hold tight,
a new friend to play with.
Someone to love,
someone to care for.
One...

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he had a life
within the life of ours
an imprint on eternity
his cuddles come
from angels now
or he’ll bark at them
relentlessly


for Barley, 7th November 2013 - 13th...

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It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.
Yesterday she was running and playing.
Today she is lying on her right side,
head resting motionless on the quilt
 ...

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To My First Dog


Long asleep in your unknown grave,
My companion, loyal and beloved
Throughout my youth’s growing years,
You cannot know nor now see
How you do still...

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I …

unlock the front door
walk across the sill and
into the house
like countless times before
look around quickly
no sight of you
“Pretty Girl!” I yell
in that silly, high,...

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Before I knew the day, the time
He’d die, 
I came home to him,
My little smile, knowing he’d
Be there, he was always there
Always aware I was...

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Sometimes my heart hurts beyond words to explain
The lighthouse goes out, the wild waters are thrashing
I am in the rising waves, trying to stay up...

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I planted flower seeds
on my rabbit's grave
and they never came up.
But today, by the cross,
was a buttercup
and that is all I need....

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she ...

my joy -
always slept there ...
rescues, you see,
she and her half-sister came just
before Christmas,
and the tree -
its lights,
Its protection,
its warmth and refuge -
was their...

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When I open your book of life,                  ...

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Two Fridays ago, a fowl thief 
Ruled over hearts, pets, relationships
Broke in (burglary) during my absence
Took Mr. Five (her half- brother) for his unearned pot
I...

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I shared my bed with a dog last night…her name is Juniper…
There is a very logical reason I shared my bed with her.

Juniper is our...

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I
Where God is not
Doesn't exist, no jot
Or tittel in vain
Atom, quark, neutrino - explain
How we began, begot!

II
I wrote of times
Our rage, hate, crimes
Against each other,...

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Whiskers tickle my cheek, 
while purring his song.
I wake up alone, grief returns.
Until I notice his warm,
imprinted pawprints.

7/11/22

Contest :Bite Size Poem no49 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line...

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When I was only nine,                    ...

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