Long Buddy Poems
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Some dullhead dropped a puppy off in the country
Not realizing he would find his way to Nirvana
Our house
He is the size of a pony but has a sweet disposition
Our cocker spaniel is terrified of this German shepherd mix
Our twelve-year-old cat has disappeared
Animal control came by
Congratulated us. He is not chipped. You can keep him.
We said that was not our intention as they waved goodbye
Apparently they have no more rooms for a dog.
I am trying to find this baby a home.
I have put ads in social media.
I have advertised his photo, and given him a great rep.
My husband has named him Buddy.
He’ll be sleeping in my bed in a week.
My Name Is Okie
My name is Okie, and they loved me first;
their full attention to me was disbursed.
Adopted from the shelter, they gave me
a home where I was king, so happy, free.
And then it came one unexpected day,
perhaps a present with which I should play.
Black fur, gold eyes, he was somewhat frisky,
but here to stay, so they named him Nixie.
He ran around and played with my dog tail;
had claws that gripped which I tried to curtail.
But what was worse is how they cuddled him;
attention now for me was rather slim.
But, Nixie settled in, became my friend,
and soon I found, with him, I liked to spend
my time now wrestling, playing hide-and-seek;
my days grew brighter, better, week to week.
I'm part Jack Russell terrier, and he,
a fun black cat who now, I must agree,
is my fine buddy...and at night, we lay
on our soft couch with family...hooray!
Sandra M. Haight
~4th Place~
Premiere Contest: Personification Poem
Of A Pet, Wild Animal or Insect
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Judged: 09/04/2018
True...about one of our daughters' family pets.
The real Okie and Nixie in the photo.
He was sitting cross legged at 15th and Market
The people would walk around him during the workweek
He sat chatting with his cat
The cat was named Mr Johnson and they were friends
The man had skin cancer on his nose in the form of a bloody mole
And there were days when he sat talking with the Mole
The Mole would chastise him saying,"If your mother could only see you now."
"If my mother could see me now it would be a miracle,"said the man
The man's mother had been dead for over 20 years
The Mole loved to get his back rubbed but the man was tired
So the Mole gave him the silent treatment
And Mr Johnson reached up and scratched the mole
"You musn't be mean to the man or I will not feed you Mole."
The Mole apologized to the Man
The man decided to tell the Mole a story and cat would add parts
He always added parts
There once was a flower
'It stood near a Disco tower, "added Mr Johnson
Its petals were yellow
"All good moles shout hello,"sang Mr Johnson
And the policeman was shaking the man and his mole
"Move along buddy."
Attempt at Burlesque
Hello human this is the voice you hear most often when you are stressed. Sometimes you hear me when things are going all wrong for you and I have to chip in and make it worse. Hell, when things are going good for you I have to make myself known to turn it something to make you miss trust it. I have been with you for over a decade now and well it seems that I have made a real home in your head for myself. I’m the thing that cause your heart race for no reason to where you have chest pains. But you have to admit it though I have caused you less damage than the other humans you claimed to be your friends. I also have protected you from your own self when it came to the weirdos from that thing you people called the internet. I’m not all bad human and yeah, I have teamed up with one of your characters time to time. How else am I to know to make you stress out it’s not like you came with an info book or anything. Even now you are probably stressed out not knowing when I’ll creep up on you to drag you down to a lower level then the sewer. Remember the time I put you in the dark place for the better part of a year? Those were some of the best days we had together human. Had you go from a healthy 110 pounds to 97 pounds and no sleep. Why can’t we go back to those days' human? I also have made you do some stuff that you wouldn’t do like thinking you don’t deserve anything. Just think of all the times I made you feel unworthy of your writing talents because of your learning flaws. How masterful was that of me to implanting that in your head. I have also had help from my buddy that well truth be told started the work for me before I even showed up. So, it’s not all my fault in how you are. Most of the time you bring it on yourself human with all yourself doubt.
I believe you and I are going to be together for a very long time human.
Until the next mental break down. Your forever friend,
Anxiety
my dog Buddy attacked my neighbors poodle
Dad said I never use my noodle.
Big vet pills now I have to pay
Just hoping both dogs survive OK.
I sat on a bench in Congress Park
Then 2 ducks came at me, like Noah's ark
They saw my bag of lifesaver gummies
They felt entitled - it belonged in their tummies
I’d biked four hours, thought I’d earned my prize,
But those bossy ducks had hunger in their eyes.
And if a gummy slid the wrong way,
A choking duck would ruin my day.
So I ate my gummy, while they gave me the look
It felt cruel, so my hands shook
Gummies fell to the ground, they scrambled to scoop
Their beaks got stuck with gelatinous goop.
(chorus)
Everywhere I go, I cause a sad mess,
Try to spread some joy, but I bring distress.
Even harmless candy, what should be fun,
converts into situations where damage is done.
I was wracked with guilt, because I'm a nice fellow
I swore from now on, no gummies, just Jello.
My life's a saga of bad luck
Can't I sit in a park without damaging a duck?
I couldn't stay, and unplug their beaks
They were turning blue, their chances were bleak
I biked out of there, caught my Amtrak train
Pretend to be cheerful at home, but it's all pain.
We named him Buddy. He is a Great Dane German Shepherd mix
A baby; we keep saying we should have called him Marmaduke.
In one month he has chewed up at least a hundred things.
He has chewed the lids off of twenty-four water bottles and six juices.
Did he dump them? No. He did it without spelling a drop of juice.
I am down to two pairs of shoes.. Four are tattered and torn.
He chewed up a brand-new car cover which had never been used.
He demolished a package of Styrofoam paper plates too.
When we go to bed we don’t know what we will wake up to.
The living room is usually full of things we forgot that we had owned.
One day I recognized the shredded material but did not know why.
It was a child’s umbrella, I had not seen for ten years.
He is the chewing-est dog we have ever had.
And we have adopted nineteen dogs.
If he ever decides to chew up the furniture
We might have to think of obedience school.
We have chew marks on our TV remotes.
He demolished an Amazon gift card box.
Need I go on? We love the big lug.
We call him the big galoot; and we are glad he was dumped here.
It was my birthday; only God knows the year
we played 8-ball, downed platoons of whiskey and beer
After last call, things got a little hazy
The next day my buddy Jake filled in the blanks.
Seems I begged him to drive me to the sinful silver state...
Instead, he pacified me with a fifth of 180 proof.
The last thing I remember was tugging at my shoes.
The next morning, I found a shoe between two panes of glass.
Looking like a pair of patent leather jets that had run out of gas.
The landlord just shook his head, said Get to work then laughed.
With head filled with neon mist and a fist filled with glaze...
I climbed up Jake's ladder and squared up with the pane.
Based on a true story-the name was changed to protect the guilty
Set free from my bones I am one with Jesus.
Evading the end I pray to my father above and Trust in Jesus as my savior.
Knitting skies to the spine I sent the clouds into my mind.
Walking on water my master did that I am bowing to him and Trusting in his Grace.
Faith is trusting in what we cannot see and believing in hopes promised to us from above.
My King will return this I am sure.
Shadow boxing the thunder brothers in my dreams I am safely home with Jesus.
Reading Paul's words I am convinced he spoke the words of God.
Love will win this cosmic battle I know Love will win.
Autumn is my doggy she is with Jesus now in my mind. Buddy too and Legacy my kitten.
Dad Is with Jesus too and his dad and my moms parents too and all who pass I believe go to Jesus.
How can a baby be lost we are all once babies before God.
Love must win we must get a great amazing ending right?
Trust in Jesus always Trust in Him forever.
Love is inside of my heart everyone is coming home.
Big Family reunion we will no longer mourn.
Death will be defeated when He brings us all home together.
I love you Jesus thank you for being my best friend I never deserved a friend as good as you thank you so much for visiting me in my dreams all these years. Please never leave me Jesus you are my one True God. I Praise you Jesus for such amazing dreams of hope and even the nightmares that make cling to you all the more. Anna is my friend from forever too.
Believe me...buddy:
I've been through my ups and downs!
Stay strong, child of His!
I feel so sublime
Like a verse with cheery rhyme
Yes – wonderful time!
I let out laughter
I squeal with childlike joy…and
A waterfall? Oh boy…
I chillax and breathe
In and out…calming my nerves
I’m a fearless man!
Thrilled, but terrified
You’re fine – all I have to do
Is go with the flow!
I drift on calmly
Fate’s drawing near, don’t worry!
Accept the challenge!
Ch-chilled to the bone
I’m about to lose control
I need self-control!
Relax, boy! Kick back
Come on, man! Break a leg – hah!
I can face my fears . . .
I am colliding
I’m letting go of my boat
Ooh, I am gliding!
I feel superb vibes,
Crawlin’ up and down my spine
Wonderful feeling!
Listen up...buddy!
My heart has been pumped with glee
You heard my heartbeats?
I am a bonafide certified mommy-fied leader of a dog pack.
They currently sit at my feet waiting to see what we will do next.
Beau our newbie is the only renegade who keeps running from the pack.
He has never had the run of six acres before, and he loves it.
Sophie, our old lady cocker is sedate and stoic…
unless another member gets too close, then she gives a guttural
warning growl.
She is proud to be the matriarch.
Buddy at one hundred and sixteen pounds could take all of us.
But he is a gentle giant, going with the flow, letting the new baby manhandle him.
Beau at five months, attacks his big bro and often
Play biting his leg and his undercarriage.
They run from couch to couch, moving furniture as they go.
I am super proud to be a bonafide certified mommy-fied leader of a dog pack.