Pet Poems

Pet poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of pet poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on pet are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Dog Days

The Dog Days short poem

My master In his tact tied Astute tricks As an alchemist Enacted Enchanting Enslaving me My master Ringed me Caged me Often fidgeted With my softness Tempted Teased me Tamed to his tunes I leapt Danced Licked his feet Let

If Only My Dog Could Tallk

If Only My Dog Could Tallk short poem

Yippeeee it’s time to go for a walk, I was beginning to think my person forgot, It seems like a week since she last took me out, I hope she will let me run all about. Ooooh I might see

Puppy Love

Puppy Love short poem

Your nose is wet Like cold melting ice Your feet smell like fritos To be sure, I smelled them twice Your coat is soft and silky Like comfort on a cold day Too bad it’s everywhere Like a field covered

White Face

White Face short poem

The first time I saw you I knew not who you were, your wonderful gentleness forever captured my heart. So I sat very quietly on my back deck and watched you dance, like a ballerina; all around my backyard. Your

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And We Stare..

And We Stare.. prose poem

I was painting my dreams red and blue on the floor with the crayons, Confidently humming to myself composed tune That’s when a formless form sat beside me It stared at me, I stared it back, and we stared each

A Collection

A Collection long poem

I’ m kohl dark, darker than darkness, my skin, coarse and dirty, disturbs you. but you say dark is beautiful! you are “correct”! although I smile, it’s painful. And you get up and go the moment I sit next to

Jake Finally Departs

Jake Finally Departs long poem

Today I lost my most loyal friend My dog Jake was loyal to the end He struggled to walk, my heart was in pain Couldn’t keep him with me, nothing to gain Took him to my vet, put him to

I’m Remembering

Im Remembering short poem

Laying here in the darkness Listening to the wind All is quiet Nowhere is there a sound I’m remembering all our memories The many of us laughing and smiling The few of us crying and silent So many memories all

Family And Friends

Family And Friends long poem

There’s a cool little family that lives in the smoke, About which I’ll tell you and it isn’t a joke, They live out in Hackney, the doggy east end, Which is now full of bankers and the money they lend,

The Apple Of My Eye

The Apple Of My Eye prose poem

I stared at him struck with awe He stood there straight and tall Absolutely perfect without a flaw He stared back and made my face fall & I felt myself turning red hot & blush ‘Coz this “he” is none

Shiny Nickels

Shiny Nickels prose poem

Mama ate her collard greens with raw onions, pinching a morsel of greens with sweet cornbread, as juicy pork neckbones lay naked of meat. The sweetness of life, like sweet Kool Aid fills our tummies, while dishes await scrapes of

Internal Conflicts

Internal Conflicts long poem

I find comfort in self pity. Belittling myself, my actions and even the mere five second thoughts of my success. I’m tied up by this part of me. The part I’m inevitably dependent on. It is the initial segment of

A Promethean Poem

A Promethean Poem short poem

I shall like to live my life as a Promethean poem And steal to earth God’s most sacred fire from heaven! Which prosody, a psalm of echoes in efflorescence; Which beauty, its raison d’être, the extant of essence; Which truth,

Jake’s House

Jakes House short poem

There was a man whose name was Jake Who had a house upon the lake Every morning he would wake And for breakfast have a piece of cake He had a private fishing hole; He always used a long cane

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia

Hot pink lipstick euphorbia prose poem

There goes a blazing trail of lightning across the deep indigo, starless, Australian night sky. I am momentarily startled by the dissonance of the rumbling thunder, playing drums in my ears. Driving past the long, steep road lined with bottlebrush

Jungle In The Gym

Jungle In The Gym long poem

I am Timothy, Timmy, Tim. My dad is James, Jimmy, Jim. My mom is Kimberly, Kimmy, Kim. I walk, walk, walk With my teacher And my class. It’s time for recess So we’re going to the gym. This is my

The Proposal

The Proposal short poem

The wind blows along the lake’s surface As I begin my descent, in search of a spot…. ..Let’s start from the beginning we’ll get back to that spot A Queen with Goddess and angel like ways Her voice soothes the

To A Trojan Horse

To A Trojan Horse long poem

Adieu the happy year, Run, run the Trojan horse Towards the servile marriage bed With all inglorious splendor. The deadly weeds of unhappy moments If ever entice you as dew fresh grass, If the supposed Helen with supposed charms Riding

But A Mere Traveler

But A Mere Traveler short poem

I am but a mere Traveler On a dusty winding road, With only a box of feelings And my pet toad. I met many people, many strangers, Many foes. But only some of them deserve their roles, In my trampled,

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Innately miscible

Innately miscible prose poem

From my lashes fall a salty solution but never the solution to the trigger of my violent pollution. Feeding the well within me with ammunition of self-pity. My thoughts seeking through garbage dumps of my mishaps, picking up and hoarding

The Earthmovers (for Alfie)

The Earthmovers (for Alfie) short poem

away, away, they go, three in a line, earthmovers all cross hill and valley, chalky soil mounted high towards the strange blue bucket towering in the sky head, thorax, abdomen, bobbing up and down march on, march on, over stone

The Journey Of Every Successful Man

The Journey Of Every Successful Man short poem

You are like a dawn, Just beginning to be born. Every struggle, every pain, Promising yourself that never Will it go in vain. All so you can be that someone original, Someone who will always be there for you as

Stand Tall

Stand Tall short poem

Every time you stand all alone, Remember you’re the one who owns. For all the success that was yours, Failures are not anyone else’s fault. Stop pointing the fingers now, Relax, breathe take one step slow. Everything that surrounds you,

From A Mother To Her Queens Of Hearts

From A Mother To Her Queens Of Hearts short poem

I didn’t know the meaning of life, For many many years. The sun rose and the routine began, Waking you, getting you ready, plaiting and ribboning, Packing tiffins, and putting you in a waiting bus. The hours that followed were

Demons

Demons short poem

This demon has seduced your inner being open the windows of your soul look before the darkness consumes your very existence draining every source of energy turning the mirror on yourself becoming lost in this unbearable reality be quick! before

Spleen

Spleen short poem

I’m closing my eyes, not to see the rain falling on the rags of autumn; not to see the trees abandoning themselves to the wind- ragged soldiers which forgot about fear, abandoning themselves to the desperate courage, when there is

When she became my mother

When she became my mother short poem

I forget she had her own story Before mine had even begun But when she became my Mother Our stories merged into one She had hopes and dreams of her own Down which path in life she’d been led But

The Touch

The Touch short poem

That smell brought memories that were long suppressed and locked away in the empty space where once her soul rested. The muted vacuum burst into a dark nothingness. He had forced himself into her the last time their gaze met.

Bonded Forever

Bonded Forever ode

A great force Unifies life’s course It flows through and in Every living din Valleys and flowers Days, nights and hours The winds that blow Waves come and go Mountains and rocks An animal that looks For a habitation Trees

Oh Peace!

Oh Peace! short poem

No, I can’t see you. I can feel the absence, And the absence is dark. Now, you aren’t addressed. Love calls the souls, But loses your appearance. You are blurred. You now desert. Heart, mind, soul- They are out of

Babbling Words

Babbling Words short poem

Though words are cheap, and often said, By the tongue of fools, some are lead. In the darkness of night, they lay await, To guide the weak, to their fate. When they gain, their victims trust, Then they cause, their

Never Was It Right?

Never Was It Right? short poem

Never was it right? Or was it always that we needed to try, for own sake obviously. Was it, that we ever wanted discrimination on the complexion. Or was it that we always needed to try, at the behest of

Roanoke

Roanoke prose poem

Well and they came by sea in the 17th century. They had the highest of hopes as they did come ashore the wild woodlands. And setting up housekeeping they were in the best of spirits in the beginning. But in

Give Me Some Poison To Live

Give Me Some Poison To Live short poem

Give me, some poison to live, I had been dead for many years. I burn my hands on a flame, blank space has started talking. I am ill at ease – My lips are not moving. The pellets, the bullets,

Be Alive!

Be Alive! short poem

You were born, you’ll be going to die, no doubt! Live the never-ending, everlasting life, escape from death’s mouth. When you were born, the world celebrat’d and you cried. Live the life in such a way, That world should cry

Silence Ain’t Always Golden

Silence Aint Always Golden short poem

I chose silence not because I didn’t have an opinion. I chose silence not because I didn’t have thoughts. I chose silence not because I couldn’t express my feelings. I chose it… because that’s the only option I had! I

Shifting Pain

Shifting Pain short poem

A silent wrath sits in a pool of blood, will start a battle over the footprints of sponges who soaked the history. The flow of endurance, lava on the tongue triggers discontent for a riot of spawned hunger. One transparent

Only Thing You’ll Regret

Only Thing Youll Regret prose poem

One day you’ll only regret The people you never spoke with and met The places you never went And things you never did Then you’ll regret how much the fear controlled your actions What if, the constant question asked What

Do You?

Do You? short poem

Do you keep your faith When you encounter a wraith? Or do you turn back and run, Leaving all work undone? Do you see light At the end of a fight? Or is it the pain Causing all disdain? Do

The Time Is 10.23 Pm

The Time Is 10.23 Pm long poem

The time is 10.23 pm The time is 10.23 pm; I thought I would tell you the time. I realise you will want to have this time again, But there simply is not the time. I do not have an