Hound Poems - Poems about Hound

There come those moments when men cease to be men And turn into dogs. Dogs that bite and dogs that whine; Dogs that lay Panting On top of you And infect you with their spilling saliva Dulled eyes full of starving thoughts of violence. They’re all so charming until you see the rabies in their mouths And their lips, Docked by their hunger Grinning like...

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Destination Bound Road miles Observing scenery while Onward and forward Cross Country State to State City to City Town to Town Up the mighty hills Across iconic bridges over rivers People waves through America Rest Stops along the way Time limit Journey through the night Darkness in plain sight Driver headlight flashes to other buses View of the Moon and stars Travelling far Hound Bus beats traveling by car Journey continuation Travel opportunity appreciation Seeing...

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I see thee yet, mine eyes on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Thus to mine eyes, o'er th'one half world 'pon the sacred curtained sleep, Seek thou sure and firm, set stepp'd earth nigh summon thee to Heaven, for 'twas echoed knell, Thy very soul hath prate of thy whereabouts, hear it not, 'tis seeming rest, Was't...

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(Moonshadow in the North Cascades, 1981) Oh Sweet Hound The world turns Full of bright hopes And dark fears Love lost and found And as it spins Ever faster There is just one Source of joy That never fades And it wears your face Oh sweet hound. (3/27/24) ...

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Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not a bad life I can't complain'' Just as the cat Catherine Once again wee's on the bed!!!! ????!!!!!! I just can't understand why...

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It was a winters night when his wagon came to a stop He was so bitterly cold, that he warmed up with hops. He would have played his clarinet, but no one was around. I would love to hear you! Said a mangy looking grizzly hound. So the old man took out his instrument and played his heart away. He...

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I was having one of “those” mornings being all boo-hoo and feeling sorry for myself just counting the ways that things were so uncool when my ole hound-dog came up and nuzzled my thigh I reached down and rubbed his ears and got to thinking do hound-dogs ever get the boo-hoos and I realized yeah, they probably do with that revealing flash of insight I...

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Is it sorrow in canine disguise? Is it pity empathic and wise? Or is it not either Nor sympathy neither But hunger we see in its eyes?...

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The Afghan’s a dog groomer’s joy The definitive Lord Fauntleroy But with all that coiffure One is never quite sure If the “she” is a girl or a boy...

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ig goofy basset hound, Brethren B. Bibble Butt was fun. He liked living with Charmaine, she was as bright as the sun. She kept her personality under wraps, preferred to read and sit. Brethren B. Bibble Butt liked her lively funny enthusiastic whit. We do not need any other two-legged, he told her in his way. She liked the way...

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The hurriedly hushed hound who passionately persists to pant and pound out his hazy half hummed howl holding its pale painted point into view . Wishing that each and every word would be like a blissful bird of buoyant blue. Gracefully growing up firm fresh and free. Fully flying off into someone ...

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The black dog stood out in contrast to the snow drift Arlis found her half buried in.Emaciated she was a light load as he hoisted her onto his shoulder.She appeared to be a Irish wolf hound with the wiry coat and long legs.The goatee the only deviation in coloring as it was sun bleached auburn. Everyone worked...

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He donned a stalker hat and went hot on the prowl. thick fog in contrast The Demon Hound howled. His wit is too vast There was no way out. Those tracks on the mire Meant Stapleton had drowned....

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The dog was incensed, he sounded the alarm in the form of a bark. But the master was away, and the kitty cats were on a lark. They began typing away, changing their master’s story for the best. He would soon come home and be thrilled; finally able to rest. The dog did not know how talented were...

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An uncommonly spry basset hound was annoyed when his ears swept the ground But his spirits soared when he got a skateboard Now he’d Doggie Olympics bound 6/8/22...

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