Dogs Happy Poems | Examples
These Dogs Happy poems are examples of Happy poems about Dogs. These are the best examples of Happy Dogs poems written by international poets.
Down the rusty staircase, moving rather slow
I’m heading to the Scarborough beach
It’s all white above, so it is below
Snow keeps falling, piling up inch by inch
Poster with boat trips fell under the tree
Today’s weather is not fit for cruises
Either fishermen won’t go out to sea
Certainly they’ve got credible excuses
Muddy waters splash on the snow-white shore
A couple of dog walkers stroll along, apparently
Like they always do, like they did before
Seagulls sound sad, but the dogs are happy.
Today's highlight
on the dog's terms
The snow that has come,
is soft and fluffy
Explore,
sniff fresh adventures
Roll around,
admire the world upside down,
eat some snow,
smell a trail,
listen and bark
do decisions
All dogs have intrinsic value
and are allowed to be dogs
Although the snow turns yellow
when they are peeing
Fifty- six years of togetherness; some think it is strange.
For Ida and Frank it is normal
They have been best friends since their teenage years
They cuddle on their swing looking over their lake
Reflecting on the successes of their business and children
Two snoring dogs lie contentedly next to them
The orange and pink sunset looks gorgeous tonight
They sit in comfortable silence, united in their happy thoughts.
bang bang bang bang pow
night red, white, blue pom pom blooms
runaway dogs fear
7/5/2024
Little feet trampoline upon king size bed
laughing and giggling
with happy faces from life still fresh
taking flight with fairy wings
soaring high from pixie dust
hear the dogs barking in joy
as mom and dad hide under the pillows
can't get up for school
can't sleep in on weekends
cherish days of innocence
you are only young once
you become old forever
there is no Never Land.
Children howl, like wolves and dogs,
Dumping rules, like dirt-dust logs;
The teacher's cane rarely works,
The principal flares cause smirks!
Workers stand, pandas-perplexed,
Cattle crazing next, stand vexed;
Students some; Angels! Correct,
Others: Devils! See them wrecked!
Principal-tiger hurried,
Like sheep, each teacher worried;
Each angst of future buried,
Students leap like light-bodied!
27 October 2021
When dad made breakfast, he always fried lots of bacon,
crackling and popping in the pan,
It scented the air, juicy and crisp, always beckoning.
Then, he piled the dark gnarled strands on a plate.
I became one of Pavlov’s frothing dogs.
When dad made breakfast, he fried a dozen eggs.
They were always over easy with lots of pepper.
No one expected anything else.
And yes, he piled them on another plate.
I added salt and ate 3, sometimes even 4.
When dad made breakfast, he toasted lots of bread,
buttering each slice with attention.
The yellow melting evenly over browned pieces,
I smeared them with jelly or honey.
We all sat with aspiring pallets at our
family Eucharist.
Dogs
Evoke
Friendly smiles
Greeting with love
Howl
Heidi Sands
4/13/19
Placed 1st in the Light up the page 4 Poetry Contest.
SUMMER HEAT AND HUMIDITY
UNDER A COOL AND SHADY TREE
REMMINISCING THE DAY'S EVENTS
UNDER THE BIG TOP OF THE CIRCUS TENT
COLORFUL FACE'S OF SILLY CLOWNS
ACROBATS FLYING HIGH ABOVE GROUND
LITTLE DOGS AND BIG ONE'S TOO
A FUNNY CLOWN WITH REAL BIG SHOES
ELEPHANTS TIGERS EVEN A LION
A SCARY CLOWN KEPT BABIES CRYING
LITTLE KIDS, BIG KIDS
WE CALL THEM ADULTS
WERE HAVING A BLAST
WATCHING SUMMERSAULTS
ROLLING AND TUMBLING
JUMPING THROUGH HOOPS
A CUTE LITTLE CLOWN
WAS SHOVELING POOP
LOVED THE VOICE
OF THE DAPER RING MASTER
WHO KEPT EVERYTHING GOING
AND AVOIDED DISASTER
One for the kiddies or kiddies at heart!
There's a bunch of furry animals
Running around our house
Cats and dogs and ferrets
And even a little mouse!
Now Mom and Dad aren't happy
With mousies running wild
But we love our cute little furry friends
They bring us lots of smiles!
Our mousie plays a pretty fine fiddle
That big folks cannot hear
Unaware of those real happy tunes
Dancing in their ears!
I've named him Happy Herbie
He brings me so much joy
It's hard to think he's really real
He seems like just a toy!
Don't think I want to ever grow up
And lose this special gift
Seeing things through little eyes
In a kiddies world I'm adrift
© Jack Ellison 2014
There's a bunch of furry animals
Running around our house
Cats and dogs and ferrets
And even a little mouse!
Now Mom and Dad aren't happy
With mousies running wild
But we sure love our furry friend
He brings us lots of smiles!
He plays a pretty fine fiddle
That big folks cannot hear
Unaware of those happy tunes
Dancing in their ears!
I've named him Happy Herbie
He brings me so much joy
It's hard to think he's really real
He seems like just a toy!
Don't think I want to grow up
And lose this special gift
Seeing things through little eyes
In dreamland I'm adrift!
©Jack Ellison 2012