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Hey, I noticed a few sad poems on here... so I decided to add one of my own! Sorry it's not really a happy one, but usually I only write poems when I'm sad, it's my venting methode ya know?
Well, this one I wrote about a year or so ago, doesn't show the best of my writing tallent, but it's not bad...

A Puppy To Be Sold
Waiting to be bought,
I play alone, without a thought.
Someone draws near,
"Awing" is all I can hear.
They reach their hands in, then pull away as I start to teath.
They then turn around and leave.
Everyone just walks away,
Please don't leave me here to stay!


I've had writers block for a couple weeks now, so once I get it back, I'll write you all a HAPPY dog poem to chear ya up from after all the sad ones! LOL

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I like the poem, Hazel :) It's simple, but makes a good point. I'm the same way, I write mostly when I'm upset to vent feelings. I don't have many good poems on dogs though...I have to get worked up about something first...like if I went to a puppy mill site and read until I am in tears - probably get a good poem out of that, except that I really don't feel like going to one right now to intentionally depress myself so I can write a good poem! It really has to happen more naturally...like if I see a depressing story on the news and a poem starts to form in my head...that's how it happens. I know what you mean about the writer's block, you just can't force writing -it just happens! Most of my poems are really personal and have to do with friendships gone bad and such, but some are more general. Actually, I was going to post a dream poem on another post...but then I kept reading, and the post umm...went to a whole different level - couldn't bear to post my dream poem after that...(if you don't know what i'm talking about, look around at the posts...)

hmm...sorry, this probably should of been a pm - a little offtopic

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Thank you Mei Mei
I know exactly what you are saying and both you & Roo are right this poem does help ease the sadness of his passing. :angel:
Ickle

Guest Anonymous
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Yeah Cheetah, EXACTLLY! LOL (is a little off topic, but I don't think much people have veiwed it anyway LOL) Most of my poems I have are about bad relationships (one REALLY bad one in paticular that I FINALLY got outa about 6 months ago)... I got one of my poems in a book too... (yay me! :D ) Lost the order form though... and forget what it's called :roll: but if you go to www.poetry.com, then in the author search type in Shara Slorstad, you can find mine... there's two listed, the one that got in (if I remember correctly) is called "What Is Left" I think... If you really feel like it that is.

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Both of those poems were really good! I really understood what you meant in "Fallen" when you said "I saw what I didn't need". I've learned the only way to heal and move on after losing a friend or someone close, is to understand that you don't need them to live - you can make new friends. (I don't know what your situation was, but I get your point) Eventually, you really just don't care as much...and losing that person starts to matter less and less to you because you learn to live without them. Maybe i'll send you some of my poems sometime, don't have time now...but sometime...

Guest Anonymous
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Thanks!
yeah that'd be great! I'd LOVE to hear some of your poems!

  • 2 weeks later...
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Found this poem on DogQuotes.com:

The Life of a Puppy

This morning, I woke up & kissed my dad's head.
I peed on the carpet, then went back to bed.
"The life of a puppy, oh my, this is great."
Then I thought about breakfast," I hope it's not late."

Mom took me outside, we walked for a while.
This never fails to make Mama smile.
I sniffed of everything, that we did pass,
I ate something weird - it gave me gas.

I'm sure God loves me, I know that is true.
He gave me so many great things to chew.
Rugs, plants or rocks, I really don't care.
What I truly like best, is Dad's underwear.

That obedience book, was sort of yummy.
Though it didn't sit well on my poor puppy tummy.
I threw up a bit, but that was all right,
When Mom found it later, I was well out of sight.

I made streamers of T. P., while running at full speed.
Mom is pretty quick -- but I was still in the lead.
I flew under the bed, and Mom flew past,
She stopped-shook her head, and breathed,
"You're too fast."

Mama later phoned Daddy, and said, "It was frightening!"
That afternoon, she was sure I'd pooped lightning.
She'd sat at the computer, while I chewed the cord,
She thought I was mad, but I was just bored.

When Mama had enough, couldn't take anymore,
That's when my tushy got shoved out the door.
I love it inside, but outside is best.
Lay in the cool grass, and had a good rest.

That didn't last long, there was too much to do--
Can't quite remember where I hid Daddy's shoe.
I found an old bone, and scratched at a flea,
I watched the dumb squirrels as they jumped in a tree.

I barked at the kids, when they got off the bus.
I can't figure out why this makes Mama fuss.
I barked at the neighbor, I barked at the wind.
I barked and barked, till Mom yelled, "COME IN."

The sun dipped in the west-soon Daddy would come!
I sure love my daddy: we always have fun.
I barked at my daddy, then turned on my charms,
I woo-wooed, "Hello," then jumped in his arms.

Sitting under the table -- it's sooo hard to wait.
Daddy slipped me a goodie right off his plate.
I raced through the house, and scattered my toys,
Ricocheted off the furniture, and made lots of noise.

Mom found her purse - the one I abused.
Daddy let loose a chuckle. Mom asked "Amused??"
I cowered down low, I must be in trouble.
Dad said, "Wasn't MY boy, it must be his double!"

Mom turned off the TV, and said,"Time for bed."
Dad said "Let's go boy," and patted my head.
I got in my spot, between Mom and Dad,
I thought 'bout my day and what fun I had.

Mama kicked out my bone from the covers below,
Then let loose a sigh -- a sigh deep and low.
She gave me a kiss, and snuggled me tight,
And whispered so softly, 'My darling goodnight'.

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Gotta love puppies! I once had a puppy named Peppermint who was the spitting "image" of the puppy in this poem. I envy all of you who now have new puppies! :wink:

Guest Anonymous
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That is so great!
I can just see the pup flying through the house!

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So nice. Reminds me alot of Zeke.

We should of called him "Socks". Not because his feet are white, but because he loves socks. He's always picking them up and walking around with them.

We'll be sitting in the family room and he'll get up and walk off. A few seconds later he comes trotting back with a sock that he's picked out of the laundry basket.

  • 4 weeks later...
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Silent Passing

Liquid amber eyes
Shine with trust
As I cradle her weary form.

Her silvered muzzle rests
As many times before,
Upon my open palm.

My friend must go
Beyond this life.
How can I let this be?

But,

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Yes, I wrote it, I keep a journal. All these posts about losing a loved pet made me think about the times I have had to endure what others are now going through. Thanks for your comment. I believe that ours should be the final hand they feel and the final voice they hear, even though it breaks your heart. :cry:

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Beautiful Behle...it's very touching. I also have had to let them go, and it is hard, but I feel it's the right thing to do. Only one has passed over without help.

On that note, I am worried about my cat. He doesnt seem well, although the vet cant actually find anything wrong with him. He is 16, and has never been real social with anybody, except once in a while he likes me to brush him. He is VERY independant. Not that he's mean or anything, but he just doesnt like to be cuddled. Until recently. All of a sudden he wants constant attention, to be held, to lay in my lap. This is completely out of character, and I wonder - Is he saying goodbye?

any ideas anyone?

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Courtnek - He could be saying goodbye, or maybe he just needs to snuggle up to you for a little warmth during these cold days. Sixteen is pretty old for a kitty, even though they can live longer. I think the winter time is just harder. I hope he is OK.... :angel:

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this is a poem I wrote for my golden long ago I hope everyoe likes it.

TO TAURUS

Are you orange or are you gold?
Are you new or are you old?
Eyea of brown, smile so wide,
love of all, no divide...

Runaway, and soon return,
lies on porch, "When WILL you learn?"
I just want to run and play!
I will never go away!

Feed me! Love me! Give me treats!
Pet me! Rub me! I like sweets!
All I want is to be me
and know that you wil always be...

Here with me! Here by me!
Loving me as I love YOU!

Friends Forever, always true!
You and me, Me and You!!

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