Long Dog Poems
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A master's wait is forever
time is frozen until
You hear his footsteps in the distance
You feel the screen door opening
You sniff the door and read his scent
Your tail wags and your heart skips
a yelp and ernest whine escape your lips
The door opens and you dance around his legs
and as he bends down with open arms
You leap into them
licking his face with hello kisses
Enthusiasm of joy echos as you cry out loud
Yes the world is better for master is home
Unconditional love
Man's best friend
Good dog
Good dog
When Mary had found her frog
With her lamb and cute sweet dog
She was happy to stay home
No more hankering to roam.
Years past and Mary left home
She got a place of her own
Not far from mom and pappy
Her and the pets were happy.
They lived on contentedly
Till Mary met her guy Bradley
At first she thought he was very nice
Then found he was the bane of her life.
All her pets would have to go
Before they wed, Bradley said so
Mary cried and knew that it wasn't fair
If he loved her, he'd be happy to share.
Mary told Bradley to leave her free
To live and love again happily
Angry he was and took all her pets
And left them at the local vets.
Mary was distressed inside herself
Said she'd happily stay on the shelf
That if one day she was asked to marry
It wouldn't be to a man named Bradley.
I watched a dog sweep across the land where no man stands;
So delicate in his every step—
He manoeuvred across it with a strange familiarity:
The mud to him was not a problem,
Though it clung to his feet like it was trying to drag him deep down.
He lifted his nose into the air to sniff the scent of death,
And trekked over lumps and bumps to find where a cold man lay.
He was half-enveloped already—
The living, breathing mud having started to swallow him whole—
Even the dog was able to tell his fate:
His breathing was quiet and he laid so eerily still; like a ghost.
Anything done now was too little too late.
So the dog, empathetic in its very being, lay down at his side,
To comfort him as he said his final prayers.
The dog let the man stroke him, watching (with fixed intent)
The shaky rise and fall of his chest—waiting for death.
Soon the blood exiting his pale body began to slow,
And the dog knew it was over. His job was done.
He had offered the one thing he could in his primitive being: mercy.
To a scared and lonely man, in the final moments
Of his short life.
Musk is stuck in mire, plumb like door knob,
Smart enough still he tries, hits a lob
From safety of baseline,
Trying to look benign
As the sole crazy soul for the job!
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Happenings | 03.02.2023 | humour
Poet’s note: Some time back reluctant Musk was forced to look for a CEO for Tweeter. He agreed, provided he finds ‘someone crazy enough to accept the job’. In a tweet he showed his dog, ‘Floki— The new CEO of Tweeter'. Who else but a dog can be crazy enough to opt for the job? Tweeter is increasingly becoming a millstone on Musk’s chest. See also the earlier limerick ‘What a clever lob’.
The moon was big and lit-up,
so of course, some local dog
was barking like crazy.
I got up, it was half past the tic of time
and way deeper than any sunken face.
I was a little wasted;
I get mad at such times
when the night cracks open in my head.
Outside, the backyard was fractured by silence
and an unpredictable yammer of sound.
A full-on moonlight had crapped shadows
all over the place.
I yelled pointlessly at the splintered sky
both sky and dog seemed to listen,
then the mutt yanked-up the volume
and really began to howl
I guess it was upset.
Back inside I turned on the laptop
and quietly typed out a lot of
bold, loud expletives -
perhaps considering
it better
not to disturb any more dead-eyed gods.
Mischievous Cats
Bella and Shadow nestled in their woven beds on the cat tree.
Bella stretches out her legs and purrs.
"Psst, Psst. Hey, Shadow, are you up for some fun?"
"Sure!” Shadow purred, "What do you have in mind?"
"Let's go tease Peeddie.
Let's see how far he can stretch from his leash.
He is always eager to see us come near;
a stretch from his leash, whip lash for him."
Together, bolting for the stairs, they waited, looking around.
Out the pet door they hurried, down the porch steps and started across the yard.
Shadow caught up with Bella.
They crept ahead with a mission, staying low, using the bushes for cover.
Peeddie lies basking in the sun sleepy against a stake driven firmly into the ground, instead of his pillow inside his home.
Bella and Shadow creep forward through the mulch beneath the bushes,
a twig snapped off to one side.
Bella stared at Shadow and whispered,
"Hush! We don't want to warn Peeddie we're close."
Peedie, arose when he heard the snap, saw the two cats,
with precision, unleash his position.
"Uh-Oh!" Bella hissed and spat.
"W-h-a-t? Oh my gosh! ", Shadow said.
Somersaulted back home; for it had rain the night before and the ground became so soft, Peeddie had pulled out the stake.
Bella and Shadow bolted across the yard back through the pet door up the stairs.
They found out it was better to sleep like a mouse and let sleeping dogs lie.
Moral of the story,
Leave something alone if it might cause trouble.
07~10~16
They call it selfless to get a rescue dog
The truth is the rescued me from mind fog
The day when you feel an instant connection
And have a need to show protection
They win your heart with those deep eyes
Abused and damaged, whimpering and cries
Feeling lost, alone and forgotten
Behaviour shows they are downtrodden
But you have a home for that special one
They have a special prize they won
With all their quirks and special needs
Your heart and mind forgives the misdeeds
Their personality shines through
A heart that is pure and true
The magic they share is unrivalled
When they settle and there isn’t a fight for survival
They become a part of the family and you
A love unconditional that you never knew
Like they were always meant to be there
A life complete that we can share
The truth is rescuing a dog takes sacrifice
It they are more than just suffice
They belong to your heart
Even when they sadly depart
You were always meant to be their forever
Truth be told they saved me
Then there were three
My dog Jin
Been with me since I cannot remember when
Walks beside me
What a calming effect she be
Gives me a reason to keep going
Knowing
There is one thing that is always there
For her I care
I have so much love for her in my heart
Do not like to be apart
She makes me strong
A lonely life taking too long
To leave her behind would be wrong
Sometimes my only friend around
She makes not a sound
But talks with her eyes
No good byes
Jin, do not know what I would do
Without you
Sometimes, with the world I am out of touch
Life takes so much
Walking beside me
In my search to be free
We have came so far
In search of my star
Days go by
Living under the big sky
Hug me if I cry
Cannot see a life without you
Would leave me blue
So true
I love you Jin
Since with me you have been
My heart you always seem to win
Thanks for standing by me
Sharing all I see
Maybe this is what it means to be free
I knew that Buddy would be the first dog to welcome Beau into our family.
Buddy is enormous at a hundred and sixteen pounds; he looks like a pony.
Galloping at you at breakneck speed; but he is a gentle giant.
His face has the look of a German shepherd, husky and wolf.
He has amber eyes that see through your soul; he is docile and sweet.
His girth, weight and size of his head terrify those who do not know him.
My sister who is afraid of dogs said “I thought he was going to eat me.”
Actually, he jumped on the recliner and spun his head back and forth
Watching us with happy glee – two mommies! We are identical twins.
Our dog named Scruffy likes to sleep by the fireplace,curled up in a ball.
He likes to cuddle in between us for attention, to be petted, and spoken to.
His favourite treat is Beggin' Strips". It's the only thing he will eat.
At bedtime Scruffy sleeps in the middle, so no one is left out,in our big bed.
In the morning he greets us with a bark and a tail wag.
He likes to play fetch every chance he gets and he is friendly with people
especially children.
As I stretch from a deep relaxing sleep I realized that it was all a dream.
Perhaps one day it will come true.
Yes I do have a dog named Scruffy, but he is only a stationary dog
He sits in my bedroom on the floor.
At times he feels real to me.
No we don't know when we will get a dog, but one day we will.
it will not be a "Scruffy".
Instead it will be a Border Terrier and that's alright with me!