Author: Unknown
Busy fire engines with flashing lights and wailing sirens
Do you want an ear muff or do you want to scream?
I hear you howling each time they pass by
When the moon is full and ever so bright
Does it affect your senses or your sight?
Ever so often I hear you howling in the night
The spirit of death some times you know
Or do you sense sadness, melancholy and woe?
your howling bespeak despair
You are no hypocrite so you told the truth
He had not the best singing voice
So you did not stop howling until his singing ceased
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Came across my mind an aspect of dogs that I do not understand
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Author: Unknown
Get up, get up get something done
Get up, get up get something done
Long day oh! long day oh!
get something done, get something done
Long day oh! long day oh!
Get up, get up get something done
These were the words ringing in my my head
My waking thoughts in the morning
As shrilly from out side my window you sing
Long day oh! long day oh!
Get up, get up get something done
It seem as if you were talking to me
facing another day with cheer
Like the rising of the sun each morning you are there
Long day oh! long day oh!
Get up, get up get something done
Singing away telling the world how happy you were
Melodies for everyone both near and far
Don't lie in bed and let the morning be gone
Long day oh! long day oh!
Get up, get up get something done
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
reflecting on those spring and summer mornings when I was young
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Author: Unknown
I will fix my gaze upon you
To learn your secrets Mountain- Sun Face
In the glory of the morning
In the beauty of blue and green
Among the glistening orbs of silver
In the silence of your rising
In the stillness of your Golden dawn
The wind shall wake the Oak
The leaves shall whisper gently
Of Iris' sweet descending
The bough of heavens gate
To recite the oracles of wisdom
And dance among the gentle race
With a heart full of treasure
As I learn your knowledge
My fields shall be full and ripe
As I consider your ways
I shall harvest the Joy of the morning
When you cause your face to shine on me
I shall no longer eat the weeds of spoil
I shall glory in your mighty rays
The banner of your steadfast arms
Teach me your ways Mountain Sun Face
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Posted: Jul 2012
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A cry of any living thing
Is so hard to bear.
To save a life, that's all it takes,
You feel a glow that was not there.
A baby needing a warm touch,
A dog fighting to stay alive.
An animal running from being hunted,
An accident in sight.
Some brave soul gives a helping hand
So one may see the light.
Do not hurt the innocent babe,
Or beat an animal till it dies.
There are people who want to help
Each living, hurting soul.
They want to stop the cries out there.
It only takes a little time,
And when you have done a goodly deed,
One has peace inside.
Sue Lee Hart
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
I wrote this because I was thinking about all the animals that are abused every day.
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There once was a Labrador named 'Crissy Mae'
that made me laugh with her antics of play.
She'd swim for her sticks,
and for treats do her tricks,
but her BESTEST JOY was to be with 'ME' every day!
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
Just a quick, simple submission to get in on the Limerick challenge while I have a couple extra moments while doing my laundry.
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Author: Unknown
Each morning near to daylight
There you go singing with all your might
With joy your melodies continue to swell
It's a bright and happy day you want to tell
Such volume coming from so small a breast
Perfectly you each note and pitch recall
The nigh is past darkness is disappearing you tell
The day is here and all is well
The pigeons and doves their volumes not so high
Adding their cooing joining in with melodies so bright
While among the blossoms the bees keep a constant hum
And other birds in the trees they sing along
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
just remembering those spring mornings
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The dog, given by God to be man's best friend,
loving and faithful companions to the end.
Forgiving us for every error we make.
Trying to please us is the message they send.
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
Being a dog lover, I decided to try this form of poetry using the dog as my subject matter.
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Author: Unknown
I once had a home but had to roam,I came upon a a place that looked slow paced. I livend things up and started a ruccus. Out came the house master in a rage chasing me oh what a game. The geese walloped me but i got them back and the chickens where a blast. "BANG"Now im in the past.
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Posted: Apr 2012
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I wish people would be better owners of there pets. my poor hen is still morning for her babies.
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Author: Misty Dawn
I'm getting on in years,
My coat is turning gray.
My eyes have lost their luster,
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.
I remember our first visit,
I was coming to you free,
Hoping you would take me in
And keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,
Two years I'd roamed the street.
There were scars upon my face,
I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointment
As I left my prison cage.
Oh, I hoped you would accept me
And look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,
I accepted without shame.
Then you grew to love me,
And I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,
You have wet my fur with tears.
We've come to know each other
Throughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morning
Before you drive away,
And know I'll think about you
Throughout your busy day.
The time we've left together
Is a treasured time at that.
My heart is yours forever.
I Promise - This old cat.
By Misty Dawn
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
There are some really good animal poetry out there, have you read any lately ?
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My dog gets down dirty
Licks up his bowl nice and clean
Gives me his little growl
Acting like he is big and mean
Tries to show me whose the boss
When he wants to get his way
I say yea alright
Now listen to what I have to say
I am the one who feeds you
Tucks you in bed at night
As if that little growl of yours
Will send me into a fright
You are only half a foot tall
Looking like a ball of fluff
Do what you have to do
But for god sake don't act so tuff
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
This is about little maltese skitzu who acts so big and strong yet the poor bugger is only a half a foot tall.Ive only had him for a short time but he has bought so much love into my household
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