Places Pets Poems

Consider the (Dreaming) Birds

By Mark D. Stucky
Jesus told us to consider the birds of the air.
I have pondered parakeets (budgies) in a cage
routinely performing what...

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In Memoriam Quietly Always Close

Are they whispers, then, settling
So gently upon that slightest breeze wending
     Over the granite crosses and statues...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some...

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Outside the four cafes, four dogs awaited their caffeine crazed owners.  Sniffing different street signs, taking inventory of who’d already been there.  Four...

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My Mumma is very sweet, well most of the time
She takes me for walks in the early daytime
There are days she decides to not take...

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Magnolia and pink mimosa
garden path with swollen dirt
from pop-up storms.

Cloud cover’s pleasant,
slightly sultry.
I, the adult,
adjure my joints to sport.

Delight of finger flowers,
red trumpet bling,
along the...

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Sometimes folks get notions,
'Bout certain people, places, things,
And get the wrong impression,
From the feelings that they bring.

Without finding out for certain,
The impression that they got,
Was...

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"Reigning Cats and Dogs"   Posted 6 Dec 2020

the difference between dogs and cats is      dogs have owners, cats...

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I have a dog name Peanut;
he's  a long-haired mutt.

He's my shadow halve, 
he's the closest friend I have. 

He's sorts of a blend of...

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A Shadorma

I recall
ancient Egypt’s prime,
the temple
of Bastet;
my feline friend by my side,
worshipping.

In Memphis
services rendered
to a king,
to goddess,
gave us needed sustenance,
fine delicacies.

Together in
this present lifetime
I mention
memory
ears...

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Pet rocks fall on hard times
They don't commit crimes or suicide
Stones never come back once thrown
Never talk again once insulted
(Rocks hate being called stones)
Never refer...

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Fluffy Frosty
Pure like snowflakes…
No Jack knows what it takes,to have a pet like u.
you cried the 1st time we met,
like a toddler without a nanny...

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Look at my dog -- he has two feet too many!
And arms? Well, I tell you, he doesn’t have any!
So how does my dog know...

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I feed the ducklings - to relax and rest.
From the many trial and test.
Feeding the ducklings is gentle and kind.
Bringing tranquility to soul and mind.

I...

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He was only two months old when he came into my life. 
The joy could not be measured he brought to me and my wife....

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