Most Liked Pets / Animals Poems (167)

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

made a beautiful silky bow collar,for his little skinny neck
so me and you can go for a walk,
sneeked out the gate walking around to the front
all the kids were amazed,dancing skipping for joy,
they all wanted a pet duck,thinking to myself make a fortune selling ducks
i never laughed so much,in fact my sides were splitting,
the kids actually thought he was funny
wabbling along with his color bow,he was a comical site quacking
they loved him,shouting can we get a pet duck,my plan is working,
squeuling with joy and glee
then the woman i was with at the time
cried and moaned,created a whole scene,
gave out to me,saying all the neighbours are chatting
yeah chatting about you,ha ha i laughed driving her totally insane,
saying i was mad in the head,i dont really care what the say,
buying a kid a duck for his birthday'poor little duck shes disowning you,
so you dont want the duck,i said to her
it was all your idea in the first place sure the young fellow cried for the duck,i might of know i would get blamed,i knew someone giving away a duck
i happened to mentions a duck,you oked it
you and the kids,past tense the scorpion who struck bitten on the back

who gave me bad blood
ill give them something to talk about
the only reason they had dogs and cat,they bite
i have a duck so what,my pet duck,are they afraid of the duck
i gave him to my father,she panicked afraid of gossip ha ha
i was the first in the area to have a pet duck haha
more than could be said for some
sure they copy everyone else,im different,i dont care
all kids loved him,a pity about her
my father still has him years later
hes getting old and grey
dad looks after him like royalty
he follows around after him like a dog
this is the story of my pet
now my dad and the duck
hes the happiest duck alive

he has a stalker
getting to the bottom of it
who hurt the duck
hint,probing for inteligence
sent seedy email to duck
containing x rated material
i am suspicious he might get hurt
mad horrid roaring sounds
with an awful weird voice
a duck hell
the duck can not sleep
help the little fellow
we need to investagate probing
keep filthy videos out
the duck will never be the same
he is on valium at the moment
a vet has been dispatched
by private helicopter as we speak
he needed to be treated for were do i start
aggrivated stressbrought on
wait to you hear it
by that xrated video
refusing to leave the house
scared he night see that monster
the video left in his mind
he knows now what insanity is
he wont pass the door
jesse the duck aint happy
it nearly blew his mind
ha ha ha in stitches
you aint seen mad crazy duck
has spoken son of writter
there aint no sunshine
bring it on quack quack
he is gone quackers

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?

theres a fly in the oinkment
someone ate pork chops
the duck is in a plucking bad mood
threats of assassination shooting him
leave me alone you vile monsters
talk of making curry of his dead remains
scrambling the eggs and allsorts
please anyone with a heart shelter me
i am an old duck
going grey in the feathers
this all gives me such bad blood at my age
we live in such a hostile world
i have such a good family
they protected me for years
in the sanctury of beautiful hills
always had peace and quiet
demonic snuff videos sent to duck
i just wish they could see my little heart
i have always been a good duck
i wouldnt hurt anyone
my little eyes cry tears of fear
my life is being threatened
as i wipe the tears with my wings
now they are stuck to my sides with so much fear
if only i could stretch my wings in happiness
like in my sheltered years my wings always open for a hug
why do you want me to have such a cruel end
like the pig pork chops
beware of the wolf in sheeps clothing
my dad taught me this he always made me feel 3 foot high
hiding in the corn probing a non smoking serial killer
i had such beautiful adventures
planning them in my mind,now distorted with threats
you opened a big can of worms threatning my life
sending snuff videos of duck killers
help me find the killers

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

I love her
she's with him,
he makes three.
When she kisses him
who does she see?

She may see two,
maybe sometimes me,
when there is three
can't love two...

Just left of center,
inside right triangle,
I am one,
a number in this all
blowing out my unlit candle...

Sometimes she loves me
as she embraces him.
How did this begin?
Can love ever be?
Will this carnival ever end?

I want to be first,
her one and only lover.
No matter what I do,
I remain at number two,
a star beneath the moon...

I had a rooster , so grand
a fine tail of colourful feathers
a bright red comb on his head
how that bird could strut

To see him you'd think
no you would know
the king of the barn
for sure he was

He'd dig up some worms
then call his girls
they'd come a-running
to share in the treat

o h boy, could he crow
his voice ringing out
from dawn to dusk
letting every one know

What time of day
his chicks so cute
they followed his lead
what a din made my ears ring

He ruled his roost
chased off his foes
until sadly one day
he passed away

Now his sons
take his place
on the barn fence
and life carries on

Full of colour and so very gay
my voice it can be very shrill
keep me happy so I won't stray

See my feathers all in array
I sit and watch upon the sill
Full of colour and so very gay

Keep that beak of mine at bay
I can use it with such great skill
keep me happy so I won't stray

Now watch my fancy foot play
as I sit here and preen a quill
Full of colour and so very gay

so just sit and watch my byplay
its fun and will give you a thrill
keep me happy so I won't stray

thus my joy for you I will relay
fill my tray you know the drill
full of colour and so very gay
keep me happy so I won't stray

Those tiny little feet walking
down the sea sand on the misty morning
leave the space between the sea and the ocean
just to see his eyes deeply broken.

Those tiny little feet always behind me,
even when I was about to cry,
or when i was just staring the sea absentmindedly,
the little tiny feet always save me.

How I miss my tiny little feet
and see him again to greet.