These are poems about dogs and doggerel about dogs...
Dog Daze
by Michael R. Burch
Sweet Oz is a soulful snuggler;
he really is one of the best.
Sometimes in bed
he snuggles my head,
though mostly he plops on my chest.
......
I hate to chortle at the sound of broken laughter,
Just like I refrain from weeping when dancing smoke fills my eyes . . .
But when dogs mourn alone,
I chafe my hands with the cold of tears of solitude.
Monuments and cairns I crave among the icy
Terrains, where dogs’ paws leave eternal marks —
The print-marks of an important visit,
Evidence of life on desiccated earth.
On board The Fram they sailed majestically
In the beginning,
......
I watch
Doug
with sober
wonder -
what hidden
life
has he
......
Once, I was passing by
an old post office about to die
and saw a dog who was shy
the dog made a very appealing cry,
from his little black glowing eyes
It was such a strange feeling...
was happy to have a friend like him
but sad for the person who left him
......
My dog slops water
with urgent abandon
like a prize pig from teeming troughs
The prosody of his play is
Loose and wild —
He seizes the dog park by the neck
A rabbit darts across our path
And murder fills his heart,
......
Dogs have joy correct -
They find it in the mundane.
A walk as good as vacation.
These are poems about dogs and doggerel about dogs...
Dog Daze
by Michael R. Burch
Sweet Oz is a soulful snuggler;
he really is one of the best.
Sometimes in bed
he snuggles my head,
though mostly he plops on my chest.
......
Going up the hill that we once climbed
The autumn leaves were falling like tears
Remembering how people greeted us
As though were royalty
I miss having you follow me
Like a little lamb was my pleasure
It is what I miss dearly
You were my sweetie, my world
And the emptiness cannot br filled with poetry
Though, I am still typing
......
I hate to chortle at the sound of broken laughter,
Just like I refrain from weeping when dancing smoke fills my eyes . . .
But when dogs mourn alone,
I chafe my hands with the cold of tears of solitude.
Monuments and cairns I crave among the icy
Terrains, where dogs’ paws leave eternal marks —
The print-marks of an important visit,
Evidence of life on desiccated earth.
On board The Fram they sailed majestically
In the beginning,
......
These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
......