poems for dogs

Complement it with Mary Oliver’s magnificent Dogs Songs and John Updike’s harrowing poem on the loss of his dog, then lift your spirits with The Big New Yorker Book of Dogs and Jane Goodall’s charming children’s book about the healing power of pet .

These 34 dog poems, about our relationship with our dogs, will help you grieve a loss, or celebrate a friendship.
The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote To Flush, My Dog, a poem about her favourite companion.
Below you will find a collection of dog quotes, sayings and poems about about our four-legged friends and dealing with loss.
At night I sleep at Angels’ Feet, lulled by Celestial Song.
“The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief.
I Stood by Your Bed Last Night I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
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some say the reason dog's dont live as long humans is because you're only on earth long enough for you to learn to love unconditionally, forgive and forget, be a great person, etc.
Some say that dog's don't live as long because we're on earth long enough to learn unconditional love, to forgive forget and to be loyal kind.
   had been taken over by the dark corner of his nature.
              And showing nothing.
The angel said, "The child just crossed the Rainbow Bridge today.
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"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the traveller asked.
 "Yeah,  sure,  there’s a pump over there".
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I love this man the way cheese loves other cheese, the way little blue things love the little green things you poke them with.
I have a big stupid dog and a houseful of wacky roommates who play video and make dick jokes in mixed company.
We took his audiobooks with us to Anime Expo, and my turn to drive rolled around right when we hit the really curvy part of the Rocky Mountains.
Sedaris rhymed 'up, he' with 'puppy,' which works.
Remember poets consciously choose line breaks where they want you to pause.
Before I came here, I heard my people say, "No time to feed you now, boy.  Later, when I get home."  Sometimes my family would forget, and there was no food in my bowl.
Animal Shelters and Humane Societies across the country are filled with pets whose families didn’t have "Time".
These made me cry when I had to put my baby to sleep last year.
Never, never be afraid to do what’s right especially if the well being of a person or  animal is at stake.  Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.
  Deafness: This is a malady that affects dogs when their person wants them in and they want to stay out.
Wastebasket:  This is a dog toy filled with paper, envelopes, and old candy wrappers.  When you get bored, turn over the basket and strew the papers all over the house until your person comes home.
  Lean: Every good dog’s response to the command "sit !", especially if your person is dressed for an evening out.
  Leash: A strap which attaches to your collar, enabling you to lead your person where you want him/her to go.
2.  Give me time to understand what you want of me.
  And, sometimes, the harvest is love.
bones.  And we realize, autumn is not a bad time of year at all.
  Dog Bed: any soft, clean surface, such as the white bedspread in the guest room or the newly upholstered couch in the living room.
changes.  Autumn can be a beautiful time of harvest.
1.  My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years.
  That someone will love me and give me a home.
7.  Before you hit me, remember that I have teeth that could easily crush the bones in your hand,but I choose not to bite you.
 Bicycles: Two-wheeled exercise machines invented for dogs to control body fat.
fields, and we remember those fields too.  When they cannot stand alone, we lift them.
  We take care of their teeth, and make sure their food is a manageable texture for them.
  Bump: The best way to get your human’s attention when they are drinking a fresh cup of coffee or tea.
  They do not want me in the house, not even to be fed.
       predictable life.
  And told me how they’d never fear being left alone again.
  We remind them of the need for a potty walk when they seem to forget.
  Sofas: Are to dogs like napkins are to people.
3.  Place your trust in me — it is crucial for my well-being.
8.  Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.
 I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
  They’d play with me and walk me if only I could stay.
  There is one best place to bury a dog.
  Love: Is a feeling of intense affection given freely and without restriction.
  While living with lots, you’ll grow poorer and stranger.
  Except other dog folks, who live the same way.
  Garbage Can: A container which your neighbors put out once a week to test your ingenuity.
  The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
  Drool: Is what you do when your persons have food and you don’t.
  Why I’ve had to stay chained up and left alone so long.
  We expect to be inconvenienced, and aren’t angry when it happens.
  Keep all of the critters, in spite of the bill.
 Who hear no whimper, people who may never really have had a dog.
  But now God, I’m tired and hungry and cold.
  Thunder: This is a signal that the world is coming to an end.
  There were so many things we’d do while I was growing up.
4.  Don’t be angry with me for long, and don’t lock me up as punishment.
       furniture, floors or walls.
  I wish that I could please them.
6.  Be aware that however you treat me, I’ll never forget it.
9.  Take care of me when I get old.
  They’re really quite easy, but Lord, the hair.
       hog the remote control.
       attempts to seize control).
          tick on your behalf.
My To Jesus-a dog   by Jane L.
 And which is well worth the knowing.
10.  Go with me on difficult journeys.
      furry sake.
       the grass.
5.  Talk to me.
       through college.
But for now I must tolerate the dog and use my litter box and not sharpen my claws on the sofa, so no one can doubt the truth that cats are superior to dogs.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak; whispers the o’er-fraught heart and bids it break.
When you are sorrowful look into your heart and you shall see that you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; To be understood, as to understand; To be loved, as to love.
I shall sit on the laps of dog people just to irritate them; I shall nap on top of the neighbor’s petunias and perch on top of birdbaths and grow charmingly chubby.
What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.
Dogs need to sniff the ground; it’s how they keep abreast of current events.
Ease your heart and rest your mind, my time with you was the best of kind.
Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way.
That’s when I heard you call my name; I knew then I must ease your pain.
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
If you don’t want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails don’t come inside because dogs live here.
If you don’t want to step over many scattered toys, don’t come inside because dogs live here.
If you don’t like the feel of a cold nose or a wet tongue, don’t come inside because dogs live here.
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If you think that a home ought to smell of perfume, don’t come inside because dogs …live here.
There are probably many reasons for this resistance on the part of the scientific community, not the least of which is the fact that if animals and other life forms are seen as able to feel intensely and as equal to humans, they will have to be treated accordingly.
To them, animals, plants, and the features of the land are relatives; every form of life has feelings, intelligence, spirit, and the ability to communicate, regardless of form and species.
Both schools deserved a book with their zesty poems, but I will send Dog Ditties to the children in Ruma 2 at Richmond Road thanks to Scholastic.
This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged dog poems, poems by children on July 3, 2014 by Paula Green.
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Ashthera gets what may be in King Dog the most central good, the freedom to head off with a dog and a friend toward forest (or gambling house?) or, at least, "going away from us, small figures on a long, dusty road": like figures in a traditional Chinese or Japanese landscape, or characters in a classic John Ford Western shot: people figuratively embedded in the landscape, but free to move and moving away from the dead world of a camera and possibly us.
Along with the relevant episode in the Mahabharata, King Dog may be read with profit with at least one Shakespearean work and several of Le Guin’s works: Rocannon’s World (1966), for an anthropologist among a Bronze-Age people; The Lathe of Heaven (1971) and The Word for World Is Forest (1972), arguably Le Guin’s most Daoist books; Always Coming Home (1985), her unBible and fullest elaboration of the West Coast as a non-Euclidean, nature-informed, place to be; "Newton’s Sleep" (1991), a story about rationalists on a space station, and "Pathways of Desire" (1979), her earlier prose examination of a Hindu doctrine, and "Betrayals" (1994), a later one.
The war over, Romond goes off to visit King Kammin (much to the disgust of Batash, the old adviser), and Ashthera and Tassalil have something of a falling out or, at least-as foreshadowed-a parting of the way.
The climax of Part One is a ceremony at the Great Temple of Aremgar; we’re told there is a goat sacrifice (26), as in the rites of Kali, and we see the military leader, Harish Ashed, and King Ashthera exit the temple, Ashed’s hands and wrists covered with blood.
Opposing King Ashthera on another axis, and figuratively, is his friend Romond, and the high-tech world of the Space Ship.
When Ashthera demands to be sent to hell with his brother and wife rather than live in the "heaven" of Ship with King Kammin, the dialog alludes to the Mahabharata while the stage direction has Ashthera stand "every inch a king" (116).
Romond’s colleagues Anduse and more so Davdre, two women of the Ship, conclude that Kammin can stay if he wants to stay, and Ashthera may go if he wishes to go: "The whole trouble is," Davdre says, "Romond has been playing God," and they vary images of God-playing with "pulled the strings" and "threw the dice" (123).
That makes sense in terms of studying Ashthera’s ethics: King Kammin is a control for King Ashthera, a control insisted upon by Anduse and Romond’s other colleagues in anthropology/psychology.
And then the images break up "into the meaningless textures of the warp and weft, and go dark," with a cut to the Palace’s Inner Gardens and a domestic scene of Ashthera’s family: his wife Tassalil primarily, but also their children and Fezat, the King’s young brother.
Ashthera gives a traditionally scripted speech on "the soldier’s duty to kill or to be killed"-and gain glory in victory and a "right to heaven" the moment he dies for King and country: "So go forth gladly to this way{sic}, knowing that you dance the dance of God!" (27).
King Dog starts with the arrival of Romond, the Traveller, to the realm of King Ashthera (the Yudhisthira-figure); the King will suspect that Romond is a god (corresponding to Indra and Krishna), but we know he is a visitor from another planet and will learn that he is an anthropologist.33 If there are intimations of immortality with Romond-he doesn’t age-it is a technologically mediated longevity, not the immortality of the gods.
Ashthera finally confronts Romond in the Ship’s garden, accusing him of using Ashthera and Kammin: ". . . you juggle us like dice." Romond objects that "It isn’t a game. . . "; Ashthera says it is indeed a game, but tells Romond that Romond is not the player; Romond only rolls the dice.
The spirituality of "Rheged" and "Withinner" in Wild Angels (1975) is familiar in Le Guin’s prose work, and such ideas can be found also in Hard Words (1981), in "The Man Who Shored Up Winchester Cathedral," in "Invocation," and in "Smith Creek." "Invocation" invokes "Mother," who will not be otherwise named, and promises to honor her, praise her, with "the great lies." The poem speaks of yin things, traditional female things: darkness, emptiness, and of the "silence of the valleys" and the "north side of rivers."17 It ends with a plea to let the Speaker speak "the mother tongue" and sing in it.
The King and his court must deal with a demand by King Kammin for return of the Eastern Province, won by Ashthera’s father in a great battle (15-16).
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of haikus written on daily walks in Highland Park with Biscuit, my small white terrier.
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The original story of the dog that shat in the tuckerbox could not have been published in their correct format, hence the clean up and the resulting discordant words in the the Yorke and Moses poems.
An early Australian folk song, Lazy Harry’s, tells of some shearers heading for Sydney with their pay but getting no further than Lazy Harry’s on the road to Gundagai, where they spend it all on grog and women.
It is generally conceded, however, that the story of the dog on the tuckerbox originated as a bullocky complaining about his dog that shat in his tuckerbox, that it was or became a song and that it was passed by word of mouth.
With rough tracks, water to cross, floods and inclement weather on occasion, many a bullocky was forced to either wait or to seek help when teams became stranded or bogged.

I spent my Summer Vacation in a Pod.
My summer vacation was so much fun.

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