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HOW I MISS YOU MY DEAR FRIEND
THE WAY YOU WOULD COME SIT ON MY SHOULDER
LISTEN TO ME
SOMETIMES TALK TO ME
I WOULD WATCH YOU WANTED NOTHING FROM ME NO NOTHING
YOU WHERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME ,MY DAYS HAVE BEEN LONLEY SINCE YOUR PASSING
I MISS THE THINGS YOU WOULD TALK ABOUT
LITTLE THINGS THAT YOU WOULD DO
LIKE PLAYING WITH THE PENNIES AND THROW THEM ON THE FLOOR
THEN YOU WOULD FLY DOWN AND TRY TO COLLECT THEM ALL
THE WAY YOU TALKED AND PLAYED
WITH YOUR PLATIC PALS
TRYING TO FEED THEM WITH YOUR SEED
THIS WOULD ALL WAYS MAKE ME LAUGHT
THE WAY YOU TALK SO GOOD
I MISS YOU YOUR MY PAL
I WOULD LOVE YOU TO COME BACK
I NOW THIS CANNOT BE
SO REST IN PEACE MY SPECIAL PAL
THE WAY YOU WOULD COME SIT ON MY SHOULDER
LISTEN TO ME
SOMETIMES TALK TO ME
I WOULD WATCH YOU WANTED NOTHING FROM ME NO NOTHING
YOU WHERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME ,MY DAYS HAVE BEEN LONLEY SINCE YOUR PASSING
I MISS THE THINGS YOU WOULD TALK ABOUT
LITTLE THINGS THAT YOU WOULD DO
LIKE PLAYING WITH THE PENNIES AND THROW THEM ON THE FLOOR
THEN YOU WOULD FLY DOWN AND TRY TO COLLECT THEM ALL
THE WAY YOU TALKED AND PLAYED
WITH YOUR PLATIC PALS
TRYING TO FEED THEM WITH YOUR SEED
THIS WOULD ALL WAYS MAKE ME LAUGHT
THE WAY YOU TALK SO GOOD
I MISS YOU YOUR MY PAL
I WOULD LOVE YOU TO COME BACK
I NOW THIS CANNOT BE
SO REST IN PEACE MY SPECIAL PAL
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Posted: May 2013
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Sorceress (Poetess)
Sweetest woman
an end to sorrow,
my darkest beauty,
such dazzling light
from distant stars
light years away...
A passing comet
to distant lands,
sorceress of dreams,
a haunting music
from her soul...
A midnight sun
erasing a past,
verses of rubies and diamonds
honey sweet
a mystical journey...
Under falling sky
we are lovers,
poet dreamers are we,
in light of new love
we adore us...
Love poem for my muse,
garden of words,
ripe red tulips
for love is no easy friend,
I seek the beautiful...
We walk the sea,
new moon veils sun,
sky slowly changing
orange to red and violet to black,
storm clouds disappear...
To love again,
in the beauty of a woman,
is seen in her eyes,
doorway to her heart
where love resides...
My eyes see her,
heart beats again,
a new love
love will rescue me,
if not what will?
an end to sorrow,
my darkest beauty,
such dazzling light
from distant stars
light years away...
A passing comet
to distant lands,
sorceress of dreams,
a haunting music
from her soul...
A midnight sun
erasing a past,
verses of rubies and diamonds
honey sweet
a mystical journey...
Under falling sky
we are lovers,
poet dreamers are we,
in light of new love
we adore us...
Love poem for my muse,
garden of words,
ripe red tulips
for love is no easy friend,
I seek the beautiful...
We walk the sea,
new moon veils sun,
sky slowly changing
orange to red and violet to black,
storm clouds disappear...
To love again,
in the beauty of a woman,
is seen in her eyes,
doorway to her heart
where love resides...
My eyes see her,
heart beats again,
a new love
love will rescue me,
if not what will?
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
New love calling...
To the One I love
Today I write a few words for you
that is not here any more
it was your time to go
you were my best friend
giving me unconditional love
cuddling up to me in the night
snuggling close letting me know
that you were there for me
twenty wonderful years we shared
you always knew when I was down
and showed me so much extra love
you would jump up into my lap
rubbing your face against mine
how I cried wanted to die as well
the day the angels took you away
Gambit my friend the best cat ever
that is not here any more
it was your time to go
you were my best friend
giving me unconditional love
cuddling up to me in the night
snuggling close letting me know
that you were there for me
twenty wonderful years we shared
you always knew when I was down
and showed me so much extra love
you would jump up into my lap
rubbing your face against mine
how I cried wanted to die as well
the day the angels took you away
Gambit my friend the best cat ever
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
my cat Gambit she was such a character 20 years we shared togetherSpices of Life (soulgoddess's challenge)
many and varied are the spices
that clutter through my life
one in particlar springs to mind
it was back in the depths of time
summer of 1965 in ireland
at fifteen years of age
I knew it all couldn't be told
I had a fancy to ride this horse
at a stables near Bantry Bay
For a few weeks I tried to persuade
the owner to let me ride him
he kept telling me no, no and still no
but at long last he agreed to my request
but first round the field he made me ride
well that was easy although not in control
I made it look as if I was by pulling up
on each and every corner ok he said
you can go out but you will be the first
from England if you come back together
so oft we set up hill along the coast
towering clifts to my right a wall ahead
I could not hold him oh no, no way
as he bolted up the hill i knew, just knew
I had to do something fast or we were dead
the gap between the wall too narrow
with thick trees along the wall
near 400 yard drop on my right to rocks
so I did the only thing I could
I turned his head hard to the left
brambles four to five feet high
and so thick you couldn't see their end
we crashed down hard but I kept the reins
so mounted and oft we went again slowly
twice more that wretched horse bolted with me
but I can say with foolish pride
we both returned to the stables together
I had learnt a lesson that day for sure
never bite off more than you can chew
I never ever asked to ride him again
that clutter through my life
one in particlar springs to mind
it was back in the depths of time
summer of 1965 in ireland
at fifteen years of age
I knew it all couldn't be told
I had a fancy to ride this horse
at a stables near Bantry Bay
For a few weeks I tried to persuade
the owner to let me ride him
he kept telling me no, no and still no
but at long last he agreed to my request
but first round the field he made me ride
well that was easy although not in control
I made it look as if I was by pulling up
on each and every corner ok he said
you can go out but you will be the first
from England if you come back together
so oft we set up hill along the coast
towering clifts to my right a wall ahead
I could not hold him oh no, no way
as he bolted up the hill i knew, just knew
I had to do something fast or we were dead
the gap between the wall too narrow
with thick trees along the wall
near 400 yard drop on my right to rocks
so I did the only thing I could
I turned his head hard to the left
brambles four to five feet high
and so thick you couldn't see their end
we crashed down hard but I kept the reins
so mounted and oft we went again slowly
twice more that wretched horse bolted with me
but I can say with foolish pride
we both returned to the stables together
I had learnt a lesson that day for sure
never bite off more than you can chew
I never ever asked to ride him again
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
aries we like to go where angels fear to treadMy Catherine of Aragon
I love you,
mi princesa,
much like Henry V111
Should have loved Catherine of Aragon...
I will never forsake you
or betray you
as he did to she,
for one day you will bare a son...
God is on our side
not just the pope,
there will be no divorce
no Anne Boleyn...
We are secure in our wants
we declare,"we are."
between roses I am born
with you I am alive...
You will not be forgotten
as you grow old,
adorned in silken thread and gold
you will forever be my queen...
mi princesa,
much like Henry V111
Should have loved Catherine of Aragon...
I will never forsake you
or betray you
as he did to she,
for one day you will bare a son...
God is on our side
not just the pope,
there will be no divorce
no Anne Boleyn...
We are secure in our wants
we declare,"we are."
between roses I am born
with you I am alive...
You will not be forgotten
as you grow old,
adorned in silken thread and gold
you will forever be my queen...
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
My Spanish princesa Jocelyn...
If Dogs Could Talk
You should really try the water out of the toilet bowl!
It's delicious!
Quit feeding me dry kibble, I want what you're having!
You got it wrong pal, I'm not man's best friend, you are dog's best friend.
Get that leash away from me. Sometimes I just have to scamper freely in the clover, or in a fresh female doggie dump!
You need to relax. Life is not that complicated. All you need is a good bone, a good belly rub, and a good fire hydrant.
I really hate it when you leave me here all alone. It seems like forever to me till you come back, please come back!
I will always love you no matter what. I don't care about what you look like or what clothes you wear, or what car you drive. All I want is your time, your food, and your love.
It's delicious!
Quit feeding me dry kibble, I want what you're having!
You got it wrong pal, I'm not man's best friend, you are dog's best friend.
Get that leash away from me. Sometimes I just have to scamper freely in the clover, or in a fresh female doggie dump!
You need to relax. Life is not that complicated. All you need is a good bone, a good belly rub, and a good fire hydrant.
I really hate it when you leave me here all alone. It seems like forever to me till you come back, please come back!
I will always love you no matter what. I don't care about what you look like or what clothes you wear, or what car you drive. All I want is your time, your food, and your love.
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
Dogs don't talk, but if they did, these are some of things I think they would tell us. A dogs ability to love us unconditionally is unmatched. If only women were more like dogs, thankfully some are.
Lament Of A Dog
I know that I was a dog when I was born
Now I do not know what I have become
Man in his insanity to create
Have gone about me to remake
First he would not have me see a second generation
So it was to the vet for sterilization
For he would not have me pass on my genes
Lest my off springs behave like his wayward teens
To the store I am brought and bought doggy clothes
I did not know I had anything I need to fear being exposed
Then he went about to change my character
That I am a dog first and foremost did not factor
When I would like to be outside running wild
I am locked in a house as a companion for his child
So I grow lazy and fat
Punishment lay in store if for fun I dare look at the cat
Imagine me a dog expected to sit and watch television
And to show excitement and appreciation
Where there is deficient love and devotion
I the dog am recipient of those emotions
Now I am no longer a dog
I have become a member of the family
What I have become I really hate
I wish man would my doghood reinstate
For I must do the things man think a dog enjoy
When rather I would do what makes a dog doggone happy
Now I do not know what I have become
Man in his insanity to create
Have gone about me to remake
First he would not have me see a second generation
So it was to the vet for sterilization
For he would not have me pass on my genes
Lest my off springs behave like his wayward teens
To the store I am brought and bought doggy clothes
I did not know I had anything I need to fear being exposed
Then he went about to change my character
That I am a dog first and foremost did not factor
When I would like to be outside running wild
I am locked in a house as a companion for his child
So I grow lazy and fat
Punishment lay in store if for fun I dare look at the cat
Imagine me a dog expected to sit and watch television
And to show excitement and appreciation
Where there is deficient love and devotion
I the dog am recipient of those emotions
Now I am no longer a dog
I have become a member of the family
What I have become I really hate
I wish man would my doghood reinstate
For I must do the things man think a dog enjoy
When rather I would do what makes a dog doggone happy
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Posted: Nov 2012
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The Hunt
My blood burns
As I begin the hunt
My prey is swift and canny
Yet I have patience
Softly, I pad through the grass
I hear the scamper of feet
My pulse quickens
My prey is near
I sniff the air
Catching the scent
Swiftly, silently I lope
The grass parts without a sound
I pounce upon my prey
Jaws closing on the neck
Blood fills my mouth
I feel the last pulse
After my feast
I lay in the sun
Awaiting the next day
The next prey.
As I begin the hunt
My prey is swift and canny
Yet I have patience
Softly, I pad through the grass
I hear the scamper of feet
My pulse quickens
My prey is near
I sniff the air
Catching the scent
Swiftly, silently I lope
The grass parts without a sound
I pounce upon my prey
Jaws closing on the neck
Blood fills my mouth
I feel the last pulse
After my feast
I lay in the sun
Awaiting the next day
The next prey.
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Posted: Oct 2012
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Letting Go
Time not a breath of movement not a sound
Motionless siloettes frozen in place
Erie moment now captured now held bound
Slowly cascading floating to no where
Out of breath gripped by fear clutching for straws
Faces so contorted with deceit blind
Crouching confined inching forward slow craw
Pain recessed into the crevices gone
They danced forms outlining one another
Moving almost as if they were just one
No visions of life just the two lovers
For that moment time stood still and they danced
As they flew from the nest the mother cried
Now empty exposed the nest built with pride
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Motionless siloettes frozen in place
Erie moment now captured now held bound
Slowly cascading floating to no where
Out of breath gripped by fear clutching for straws
Faces so contorted with deceit blind
Crouching confined inching forward slow craw
Pain recessed into the crevices gone
They danced forms outlining one another
Moving almost as if they were just one
No visions of life just the two lovers
For that moment time stood still and they danced
As they flew from the nest the mother cried
Now empty exposed the nest built with pride
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Posted: Sep 2012
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Free Puppy Love
I woke up today after a rush of the night
thought I saw my own shadow but instead
it was the shadow of the hound.......
I found my best friend as I was driving apart
thought I saw it houl at the moon its
tail was wagging of joy it found
a new keeper its master I am.....
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AHHHHHH
thought I saw my own shadow but instead
it was the shadow of the hound.......
I found my best friend as I was driving apart
thought I saw it houl at the moon its
tail was wagging of joy it found
a new keeper its master I am.....
AHHHHHH
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
the sweetest of them all adopt a dog or any other animal as the H.Society shelter is getting crounded and they need a great master and a friend like you and me.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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