Wags Poems - Poems about Wags

...The morning sun spills across the porch, casting a golden sheen on everything it touches. There, in a weathered rocking chair, sits a whiskered old man, his face a roadmap of countless smiles and sor......Read the rest...

...It's not easy being a cat, you know They say we have nine lives But truth be told, like you, we have but one In my personal life, in my odyssey to the road of being loved I purred many days ......Read the rest...

...The dog brings his leash it’s time for our daily walk I smile, his tail wags ......Read the rest...

...Long and brown with moon pie eyes. Was the perfect birthday surprise. Thin and furry. He is always in a hurry. Broken tail has he. Wags it with glee if he likes thee. Fast as the ......Read the rest...

...A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a blessed pleasing. ......Read the rest...

...It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. Yesterday she was running and playing. Today she is lying on her right side, head resting motionless on the quilt she loved and destroyed as a playful pu......Read the rest...

...like Labrador retriever squirrel wags his bushy tail forth and back and forth happy go lucky* amidst Autumnal storm of acorns *cheerfully unconcerned about the fut......Read the rest...

...Whose woods these are I cannot say, Their laughter rings from far away. They don’t mind me dancing here, As the sun beams down, so clear. My lively dog must find it fun, To run and jump, bask ......Read the rest...

...My house echos with laughter with my Sassy girl She will be two in November energizing my world Watching her two little older brothers makes her glad picks up all their habits the good and the bad......Read the rest...

...The fog delays alighting; Suddenly I appear in that street. the moon tries to peep out of the well The wind chases a song all over the street. As if some stranger I am watched uneasily. ......Read the rest...

...This is a poem written by my mother, under her, "nom de plume", Genevieve St. Cyr. The mechanical bird covered with diamonds, sings only waltzes until the insides give way, and the sound of ......Read the rest...

...And Pika is her gorgeous name Just like a star of a video game My heart rejoices as she wags her tail Her lovely antic does not fail She's a blend of orange and white Just like the sunset,......Read the rest...

...eat when hungry and sleep when sleepy ~ an age old counsel of monks seemingly easy but we cannot being in bondage to ego agendas and so it’s time we relook at our life for methinks now the tai......Read the rest...

...Blow down the snozzle this windy wild world is nowt but a hornswoggle. Giddy are the blue birds in head and heart, blithered are the bush-beating snit-shifters. A good day to die and live ......Read the rest...

...With my furry, white companion, Luna by my side, We venture forth in Colorado's wide-open stride. My dog's tail wags, a joyous sight, As we embark on our hike, under the sky's bright light. The......Read the rest...