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cafetwo2010

Be Kind to Animals

There are many who will
kick their beast..
Who will starve them
to death while they
gorge in feast..
They will leave them
tied up in the freezing
cold..a sadder story
cannot be told..
There are many who think
that it's no big deal..
that these are nothing
creatures who cannot feel..
There are many who'll abuse
them in a filthy pen..
Many, many better think
again~
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Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
'The wicked man is cruel to his beast.' 'Bible'
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ladygwen123

Saving Man ( 575)

Shark circling Man
Dolphin snub nose Ram! Slam! Bam!
Man swimming away.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Animals helping man.
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Hailz94

My Bestfriend And I

WE USED TO WALK FOR MILES,
ACROSS THE MOORS, AND OVER STILES.
MY BEST FRIEND AND I

FLAT LANDS OR HIGH,
IT WAS NEVER A BURDEN FOR
MY BEST FRIEND AND I

WE`D SWEAT AND PUFF,
WHEN THE GOING GOT TOUGH,
BUT NEVER GOT THE HUFF
MY BEST FRIEND AND I

THE DAYS GOT LONG,
BUT WE STILL PLODDED ON
MY BEST FRIEND AND I

LIFE GOT TOUGH, AS THE DAYS WENT BY,
I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO SAY GOODBYE
TO MY BEST FRIEND FROM I
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
I like this poem because it reminds me of my gorgeous dog pride who had to be put to sleep on the 13th march 2013 because her cancer came back and at that time couldn't save her :( miss her so much!
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morgen90210

Sleeping with Dogs

Tonight I sleep with dogs,
Laughter through midnight hour,
Darkness has got a price,
Listening to a swaying willow tree.

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I'm sleeping with Charlie, Thomas and Bob,
Sweet scent from Jasmine flowers,
Shadows at my line of sight,
Hearing whispers spoken to me.

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Watching K9s is now my job,
Until night shift is up and over,
Forget my worries and hunger pangs,
Tomorrow I sleep with dogs again.

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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
dedicated to dogs handlers
I am now one .....just in to my 2nd night
a new experience with these amazing fellows
literally sleeping and looking after them at night

I just started to write after some agonising time as a security officer this pass couple of months...
miss my poet family here ....so glad to be back finally
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Loveheart11

BABY'S THE BOSS

A little Yorkie puppy looking lost and so alone, she was the smallest one so we decided to take her home. Quiet and still she’d sleep up on the stairs, hidden in the shadows you wouldn’t know she was there.
The quite little puppy is now fully grown, and runs the whole house just as if it were her own! Bossing the cats and our other dog to, she’s always telling them and us all what to do.
Her short little legs posed in a bossy stance, “I want to go out and I don’t care how, so, stop what you’re doing and take me now!”
With steel coloured curls and silky golden hair, she wants what she wants, and doesn’t care. You can almost see her in high heeled shoes, and her paws on her hips as she’s telling you, “I want it now so don’t get cross, just remember my name’s Baby, and Baby’s the Boss!”
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
First written: 14th July 1997.
This was my Mothers yorkie dog. She lived to about thirteen years old, and unfortunately developed epilepsy and eventually had to be put to sleep because it could not be controlled in the end even with medication.
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Loveheart11

THE TINY BALL OF FLUFF

As I opened the cardboard box and looked into see, two large round copper coloured eyes, peered up at me, a tiny ball of fluff, a Persian kitten so sweet with a little round head and a long tail to complete.
I picked him up gently, he began to meow wondering, where was his mother, and where am I now? I stroked his cream coloured fur and cuddled him near to comfort and love him and calm him from fear.
From kitten to cat, he still loves to play, and doesn’t seem to mind if it’s night time or day. My companion and friend, I love him with all my heart, we’ll always be together, and never will part.
When I am unhappy, and I cry a tear, He licks my cheek gently as I put my face near, to show his affection, and say “I love you”, I stroke his head gently and say “Billy, I know that you do!”
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
First written: 12th July 1997. In memory of my lovely Persian cat who died aged just over 16 years.
Sent to The International Library of Poetry 15th July 1997
Published in hardback book, ‘Quite Storm’ Spring 1998, also recorded on Poetry to Music via the
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Yankee4you

The Stranger (Haiku)

Ever a good dog
Be leery of the stranger
Standing by the door
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Ad lib.
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aliceattard

My Bestest Pal

My pal is one of a kind
welcoming and gay

A sweetness he emits that none compare,
a heart of gold is all he is

My pal is the one i saw,
lost in a corner all forlorn.
through his suffering i helped him through
unwanted he was,
a treasure for me that day,
he became

My friend is all i ever want to have
he made me realise that love still exist
and is special in its own way.

I remember how i tended him
and scared my friend was,
hiding under the chair for a week without sound.

I tried to show him my heart was what i offered,
telling him it will be ok ,
after so much he gave me his first kiss of affection even if than he ran and hid scared to trust again ,
to me a success was that day
for i found a friend in that sweet and lovely act.

Time passed by and he trusted again in every way,
i gained his love and tenderness and realised how blessed i was to have helped him that day.

He was beaten and i gave him life and hope and when i needed the most he helped me believe in love once more and gave me his thanks by being always my side,
my bestest furry friend i could ever have! :) .
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Moral: When you do good you receive inward grace of happiness and peace that words cant describe.

To my dog Noe from Alice - love you xxx
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stormseeker223

just a random thing

Little birdie walking down the road
acting like you don't have a foe
kitty cat sneaking quite as can be
fly little birdie
fly be free
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Posted: Mar 2014
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socrates44online today!

3 Dog Haiku

dog breaks wind in sleep
awakens and sniffs the air
then bolts from the room


dog in playful mood
spinning around and around
to catch its own tail


dog sniffing the grass
searching for the perfect spot
to put down a poop
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
dedicated to dogs and dog lovers
(the funny side)
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