Short Bloodhound Poems

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Bloodhound

Sad eyes

Wags his tail

A hopeful sign, perchance,

Confused.



*Modern Cinquain...

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'Bloodhound',

Heartbroken eyes,

Wags furry empennage,

Raises hopeful household, perhaps,

Baffled.



*Traditional Cinquain
2-4-6-8-2 Syllables
First line - title, last line - connects title...

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Death sniffs around
until it finds the heel
works its way up to the throat.
Leaves a wet spot-on happiness and hope.
Two big black snotty holes, 
(one from which you came}.
The other where everyone eventually goes.
Death, like a bloodhound nose....

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Yes! You are bloodhound! Just do fun with rule!
I’m your kick; your punch with cursive language!
Maybe you are the best norm of the Satanic pan!
 
But look still the best stand here with rose
and think that you will understand all
and you will come back as human!


-July 23, 2018 Chattogram...

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Playground--A Nursery Rhyme

I love going to the playground
With Hank, my loyal bloodhound!
We play on the merry-go-round
Each day until the sun goes down
When Mama yells, “Come home.” We frown,
And turn toward her voice, homeward bound.
We eat, say our prayers and lie down
Then wake in the morning and bound
Back to our favorite playground
And its magical merry-go-round.

Apr 29, 2022...

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Black death

Death lives, tangled in the forest of darkness.
The black bloodhound stalks
the beasts in your dreaming.
The sun will be sucked from your sight
to blind you to the truth.
When evening retreats to darkness
beware of the ghosts of fear. 
Sleep in the wilderness of terror 
that haunts your forsaken ground.
The coming of morning’s spears
will stab your eyes with golden light.
The high sun of noon will fill your dark soul with life....

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You sought me while I was still sinning,
and cared not about pleasing you.
My only focus was on winning,
so bosom friends were very few.
You wanted to give me real pleasure,
but I settled for earthly treasure.
I was a fool in thought and deed,
oblivious to my great need.
Yet like a bloodhound sent from heaven,
you never stopped pursuing me.
When my steps lead away from Thee,
You loved me with a perfect seven.
My Lord and Savior from the fall,
I surrender to you my all....

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I got Old Blue,
When he was a pup.
Whatever I fed him,
He'd gobble it up.

He grew up strong,
He grew up lean.
He's the best Bloodhound,
I've ever seen.

He'd catch a scent,
In the blink of an eye.
From near and far,
You could hear his cry.

He'd chase a Fox,
Or tree a 'Coon.
On summer nights,
He'd howl at the Moon.

When I was down,
Or sick in bed.
Right by my side,
He'd rest his head.

He's a better soul,
Than me or you.
There's no other dog,
Like good Old Blue....

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