Wags Poems

Today’s Scoop

Glancing at the glaring green of Summer,
wanting to wake the leaves and snow,
get on with aging’s beauty and bone-chilling
sacrifice of warmth. That is when I wrap

my flesh in scarves, boot-up my strength
to taste flakes and kick-up variegated fall
of shapes. A plot of hearty pumpkins; blink
of time; it’s childhood scent and scoop.

Engaged in Starbucks’ hook of latte, festive
espresso, pumpkin, and seasonal spices.
Don’t let me get started on those finger snacks.
Candy corn and Diet Coke, go together; we
go together, naturally, having an October birthday.

Shouldn’t…I can feel the finger wags; and the scolding.
Poetry written for a week, at a time, with no rests.
Lyrical chattering, children of mine; I should leap
to my feet. It’s one-something and I still need to eat.

Costa Del Essex?

Their ma & pa were Eastenders 

Blah blah..don’t remember the Blitz

Brash Cockney pretenders..same flash apparel

Let's get our mitts on a stash of Aperol spritz


Dimwits just going on benders

Bawdy tawdry mockney skits

Gits getting off their t*ts

Twits showing off their bits

Who fits?..Identikit Brits..pout

All about the clout of gaudy glitz


Silhouettes of stiletto dancers & handbags

Riff raff as naff as an 80’s cornetto

Perms & permatans..sl*gs..fancy dans in glad rags

Rhyming slang falsetto twang libretto


Chancers on a stag..s*ag nip & tuck hags

Nags of WAGS made up to the nines

Brag after cocaine lines did blag

One snag..look like a dag in drag


All from the fashion label stable

No restraint.. cannot refrain

Grandstand the brands fable 

Diadora diaspora ..Fila Villa

With a Pierre Cardin Jardin

Taint just like they do in Spain


Sex..success…the way you dress

Prosecco fizz...getting in a tizz

Gilded specs and builded pecs


Greed and that need to impress

Avoid don't feed this schadenfreude hell 

That is indeed called Costa Del ESSEX

A DOG'S LIFE

A DOG'S LIFE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I reign as king in a sovereignty supreme.
I sit by your side gazing, the world whizzing by.
From a rolled down window, a kaleidoscope of colors mesmerize.

My ears flapping wildly, a joyful delight.
The rush of air, a thrill to my canine soul.
As we speed along, the highway our open road. 

The engine purrs, a tranquil hum.
The sun beats down, a warm embrace.
The miles fly by, like autumn leaves dancing down a street.

I feel alive in this wild, open space.
The scent of freedom, a fragrance so sweet.
The thrill of adventure, a canine story to tell.

My tail wags freely, a happy beat.
The wind in my fur, a soothing caress.
Surely this canine has been blessed.

The sun begins to set, a fiery glow.
The stars appear, a twinkling show.
The engine slows, a gentle ease.

Our journey's come to an end.
I snuggle close, a contented sigh.
For it's a dog's life, and I am hypnotized.

CANINE KING

CANINE KING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He was a dachshund extraordinaire,
     a canine king with a luxurious coat most fair.
He ruled our neighborhood with nary a care,
     his tail wagging wildly, his ears flapping in the air. 
His little legs moved swiftly,
     patrolling the streets quite deftly. 
He sniffed and snuffled with a curious mind,
     chasing the squirrels with harmless malign.
He barked at strangers with a fearless din,
     growling and showing his teeth like a sharp mandolin.
He ruled the streets with an iron paw,
     protecting and serving with his loving, doxie law. 
He licked the faces of those he knew, 
     reigning gently while enjoying his doggie chews.
He was a master of mischief with his charming ways,
     nudging with his nose, his way of begging you to stay.
His barks were music to my ears, his wags a delight,
     dancing and prancing with a carefree spirit, light.
He was a dachshund extraordinaire,
     a neighborhood hero and loving arbiter.

A Man's Best Friend

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

Sounds Fail

The sky is falling quietly down
The evening starts to glow
You let her out in the garden
Commanding off you go
The dusk is growing deeper
And through the shift of time
I hear you calling “Pippa!”
And she comes back, and I
Hear your “good girl” to her
And Pippa wags her tail
She licks your face, the image blurs
You smile, the sounds fail.

answer me know i don't, now

decision Buddha
decide there is no mission
i hate light
they will ever speak
never spear my ink's
my ink's compass
truist
again, decide we aren't a mission
tall clouds can't be ware?
limp and mundane wags
know feedbacks
concepts?
forty twenty seven seven sentences
won many to still your next kick
kicks, gone
out of timecards
my autumns a grain
only a single grain
know fame
just independence

True Names

Yet know this of the gods, and know it well,
That we and mortals form a single spell.
Dionysus, Hades, these are but tags,
They ease the tongue as back and forth it wags.
True names do nature spring forth from:
Once call our names and gods must come!

Bud Treedom

Bud is loyal to the end 
Bud loves me. I’m her friend 
Bud licks my face 
And sniffs my butt 
Wags her tail 
Yah, she’s a mut 
Just like me, you see 
I just may have some Native in me yet 
With maps of Earth in her fur 
And wrinkled ones on me 
We’ve guided our way here 
On Earth 
Together 
We are buds 
Tree to pee 
Anywhere we please

Minor Eruptions

Clubbing seal cubs
portends a rage for mass murder.

The tail wags the dog
and the offended march away
to slaughter strangers.

Generation after generation,
year after year,
small holocausts
erupt at the strike of a matchstick.

Meanwhile bloody footprints
reshape a landscape.

Why

Sometimes living feels like a chore
One I don't want to do
But there are reasons
For which I persist.
When my dog wags her tail when I say her name
To get to see my nephew grow old
Long walks in the woods with the people I love
Seeing people smile
New music
Old music
Conversations about nothing with people
I've never met
And will never see again
Late night chats with friends
Who I will hold for a lifetime
To love
To be loved.
All of these
I live for
Even when I'd rather not

Sassy and Genghis

Sassy and Genghis they now get along
Sassy liked Kublai but he is now gone
Old Genghis still a little grouch
he growls at Sassy if she joins him on the couch
Sassy will at times kiss him and sniff his little face
when he is behind her sneaking a sniff takes place
Under the desk Genghis loves to hide and stay
when she crawls to greet him he growls her away
If on the bed Genghis cautious for Sassy rolls
he will yap at her and even hide behind pillows
Treat time Sassy gobbles hers right away
Genghis takes his time teasing her all day
Sassy lies down in front of him whimpering and whines
Genghis growls and wags his tail taking his sweet time
Though Genghis is little and Sassy twice as big
she never angers toward him is playful instead
She will steal his treat right under his nose
when playing keep away stay on your toes
They love barking together at anything in sight
they are more amusing than causing a fright.

Sometimes Sassy will sleep beside him
and Genghis is okay.
Without our sweet Sassy
Genghis would be lonely every day.

dawwG

Wooftastic
Pawesome...
DAWG, you're a dog?
Reh reh reh! 

Held back by shock
You bark?
You wanna WALK?

Tail curly wags
Awww!!!!

Wow Them!!!

Wow them!

Little sparrow
      Leaves twitter alone
Morning does not end
      Until the tweets are done.

The pigeon
     Does not use a billboard
To say
     I do not hoard.

The loyal dog
     Wags the tail
As he runs to meet
     His master without fail.

Cute Monkey steals
      The banana
And playful antics
      Our dear heart

The lazy python
     Does not program
Patience shows
    As it waits for the chow.

The alert rabbit
       Knows no bad habit
Other than making us  
       Share HIS produce.

The little chicken
       Grieves for 
Missing family
       Just like humans do.

Wonderful Cow
       Chews the chow
We bathe HIM in milk
       And HIS beauty glows.

Watch Mother duck
       Walk little ones in tow
Does not pride in
       Her face glow?

Bumble bee
      Could not fly
Say the scientists
      Flies he, anyway.    

Tiny ant
      Works all day
Showing us 
     Hard work is the only way.

Animals and more show
     So much love     
We should
     Protect them now.

My Bio

"Goddess of Dawn" from ancient mythology,
I'm  a creative soul, loyal, compassionate, responsible 
Sister of curiosity, sibling of five brothers and elder sister;
Passionate about nature care, my family circle, the arts;
Who feels safe with loved ones, connected with God,  and joyful about positive changes in this world
Scared of climbing heights, being stuck in close spaces and sudden demise of kin:
Would want to see the end of poverty, life in Jupiter, splendor of Borealis
Citizen of Asiana , a country  famous 
for her powdered beaches and warm smiles, 
Claud!

My dachshund pal lights the days' fire
Naughty Snicks-- a dame of desire, 
Her wags and night plays always soar
Gone now... times with her I'll adore!

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