Dog Poems

My dog has died.
I buried him in the garden
next to a rusted old machine.
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We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
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The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.
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Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
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One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.
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Down behind the dustbin
I met a dog called Ted.
‘Leave me alone,’ he says,
‘I’m just going to bed.’
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The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
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Belinda lived in a little white house,
With a little black kitten and a little gray mouse,
And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon,
And a realio, trulio, little pet dragon.
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The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
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Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
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Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood,
Our furs with the drifted snow,
As we come in with the seal--the seal!
In from the edge of the floe.
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Some -
thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the minority.
Not counting schools, where one has to,
and the poets themselves,
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So they bought you
And kept you in a
Very good home
Cental heating
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Lady Clara Vere de Vere
Was eight years old, she said:
Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread.

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Still dark.
The unknown bird sits on his usual branch.
The little dog next door barks in his sleep
inquiringly, just once.
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The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense
that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup
drawings on the wall above a bench of tools.
Your ears are ringing with the sound of
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For years we've had a little dog,
Last year we acquired a big dog;
He wasn't big when we got him,
He was littler than the dog we had.
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The truth I do not stretch or shove
When I state that the dog is full of love.
I've also found, by actual test,
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I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,
And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day,
But there’s no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh. +
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The badger grunting on his woodland track
With shaggy hide and sharp nose scrowed with black
Roots in the bushes and the woods, and makes
A great high burrow in the ferns and brakes.
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The Little Wooden Dog
Alice and Max lived with their mother Margo, in a small Austrian village in the mountains and had lost their father to an accident when they were very small children and lived with their mother who was a seamstress and made all of their clothes because they had very little money to live on. They lived in a small cottage in a little hamlet called Wednesdayburg on the slopes of mount Ludivik which was named after one of the old Austrian Kings of long ago. Alice was now seven and Max was six years old and they always wanted a little dog of their own but their mother was unable to afford a real one because they only had enough money to live on as they lived quite a meagre existence as it was. So the children amused themselves as best they could and played with the other children in the village when they were not at school which was lower down the mountain.
One of their neighbors, a man called Alexis who was now getting on a bit and lived on his own but had always been a family friend and lived just a short way away on the edge of the village making his living working in the woods chopping down trees that would be used for firewood during the winter and he also made wooden toys and puzzles for the children at Christmas which was always celebrated in style in the village which all the children enjoyed. Christmas was coming and the children were excited as usual but they knew that their mother had very little money coming in from her occasional sewing she did around the village and taking in the odd lodger for a short while quite often through the skiing season. So Christmas would be a magical time as the love they shared with their mother, made up for any lack of presents.
Alexis would always look out for Margo and her children sometimes when she went out the back door of their little cottage she would find wood for the fire and the occasional item of food to help her through the week and even though she did not like to take it she had no choice so was grateful for whoever left it there but she assumed it was Alexis who she also had feelings for but was unable to tell him for fear of rejection.
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The Dog Star shone bright that night
I howled a dogpile at those in sight
A dog-sized man yelled back smelly eh
Betraying the heat of that long dog day
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A Pet Dog was in his Shenanigans. He saw a Stray Dog.

The Pet Dog said to himself.
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Roses are red, violets are blue I love my dog more than I like you.
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Elephant- My Power is Self Explanatory. I Need to share my Story.

Dog- In your dreams it may be a Possibility. I am a Prime Example of Agility.
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(Stage Opens) .
(Dog can't keep his cool. He Barks) .
Dog Your Speed as well as Intelligence is a subject to Laughter. Please speed up and move a bit faster.
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Despised man, black dog
Operating by night, barking mad
Going to and fro, lying doggo
Sick as a dog, barking up the wrong tree
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Tired of working like a dog
Or living a dog's life; dog it
Pull yourself out of the doghouse
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For sale: chihuahua. Great guard dog.
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Baby I've got to
Let my dog out
Of his dog house
My dog ready to
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