Quotes about puppy, page 20
Beauty
You are so Beautiful... to Me
The Fragrance of Wet Earth
Infant's breezy milky Burp
A hungry Puppy's bowl Slurps
You are so Beautiful... to Me
Dewdrops perching on the Leaves
Spider with it's intricate Weave
Lover's chest when it Heaves
You are so beautiful... to Me
Waves washing all ashore
Windchimes singing melodies Galore
Ant armies carrying food to Store
You are so Beautiful... to Me
Watching cotton Clouds afloat
Expressions that Love emote
Mountain springs and Locales remote
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poem by Yamini Khanna
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Christmas Gifts
Ten Christmas presents standing in a line;
Robert took the bicycle, then there were nine.
Nine Christmas presents ranged in order straight;
Bob took the steam engine, then there were eight.
Eight Christmas presents--and one came from Devon;
Robbie took the jackknife, then there were seven.
Seven Christmas presents direct from St. Nick's;
Bobby took the candy box, then there were six.
Six Christmas presents, one of them alive;
Rob took the puppy dog, then there were five.
Five Christmas presents yet on the floor;
Bobbin took the soldier cap, then there were four.
Four Christmas presents underneath the tree;
Bobbet took the writing desk, then there were three.
Three Christmas presents still in full view;
Robin took the checker board, then there were two.
Two Christmas presents, promising fun,
Bobbles took the picture book, then there was one.
One Christmas present--and now the list is done;
Bobbinet took the sled, and then there were none.
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poem by Carolyn Wells
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The Game of Stare
There’s a boy with his fellow
I caught his eyes with a wander
Now the game has been played
Now you have been challenged
You better asked my name
Before anyone came
But you only stare, stare, stare
Like I annoy your safety ring
Like you can’t even think
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I lose you something
Something you can’t even win
There’s boy in the dance floor
I catch his eyes, he comes closer
Now the game is replayed
Now you better watch out
You better take me out
Before someone calls you coward
Cause you only stare, stare, stare
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poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Room of My Life
Here,
in the room of my life
the objects keep changing.
Ashtrays to cry into,
the suffering brother of the wood walls,
the forty-eight keys of the typewriter
each an eyeball that is never shut,
the books, each a contestant in a beauty contest,
the black chair, a dog coffin made of Naugahyde,
the sockets on the wall
waiting like a cave of bees,
the gold rug
a conversation of heels and toes,
the fireplace
a knife waiting for someone to pick it up,
the sofa, exhausted with the exertion of a whore,
the phone
two flowers taking root in its crotch,
the doors
opening and closing like sea clams,
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poem by Anne Sexton
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Verse For a Certain Dog
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes,
Dear little friend of mine, I never knew.
All-innocent are you, and yet all-wise.
(For Heaven's sake, stop worrying that shoe!)
You look about, and all you see is fair;
This mighty globe was made for you alone.
Of all the thunderous ages, you're the heir.
(Get off the pillow with that dirty bone!)
A skeptic world you face with steady gaze;
High in young pride you hold your noble head,
Gayly you meet the rush of roaring days.
(Must you eat puppy biscuit on the bed?)
Lancelike your courage, gleaming swift and strong,
Yours the white rapture of a winged soul,
Yours is a spirit like a Mayday song.
(God help you, if you break the goldfish bowl!)
"Whatever is, is good" - your gracious creed.
You wear your joy of living like a crown.
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poem by Dorothy Parker
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The Dream
i like this to be simple.
she was tiny and smooth
like a shell
(not the shell of an egg)
a sea
shell, she has a song
from the wind
it is sad, but i love it,
her, she is the other woman,
on a bamboo bed,
she my time unexplained
i make love to her
she pretends, i am hurt,
but it does not matter,
i am lonely, and feeling so lost,
i am a ship
needing an ocean not an anchor
i have no port
of origin and arrival,
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some Lives Are Destined To Be Wasted
it has become my habit lately
to sleep late at night
and wake up late
breakfast is forgotten
and lunch sometimes is set aside
lack of appetite
the absence of life
the blankets unfolded
the windows unopened
the darkness kept like a cold that does not leave me
like a flu
this fever that makes living inconvenient
yet providing all the reasons
for not being part of everything in the family
that i hate to relate with
i have broken drinking glasses
on clumsy hands
sleepy moods
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The walls
Life, here in the surroundings of my white walls,
The walls that watch me while I pray, while I sing,
While I dance and work in my little room, while
I cry, these white walls they know my life, only
they cry with me or sing or pray or dance, they give
my life the warm feelings of hands. The colors
of my works the fabrics, the pen that move my hands,
the architect of my bones, the father, the I AM, they
all life in me. Life, life is my big question! , life is the
I AM, and the I AM is life. I gather here in my room
all of my works, the good, the bad and the worsse,
they come alive with my help. Life in these white
walls, pink I rather say, ' I love pink' My sink full
of dishes waiting to be washed, the flowers on my
table growing roots, the doors and windows always
on guard, the lamps that never cease to give me light,
the sofa so exhausted of my exhausting body, the tree
near my window poking at me, then the cry of a puppy
I hear it all the time. My shop my objects; they dream
and have their own mind, they wear the colors of life,
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poem by Elenushka Toledo
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I Care
She has gone, leaving me behind
As I was never there before;
The feelings of mine,
As in so many words were never spoken;
I wander in the abyss of my mind
Without shore,
In search of the road that defines
Why a heart is broken?
In that loneliness, draws attention
An unknown creeper…
The swinging hands to seek support
Push through air a bit deeper.
While I put its hands around the rail,
"Dear", softly I say, "I am here."
In a depressing afternoon from my balcony
Clapping their wings when the pigeon couple flies away,
See two lives in the shells hang at the edge of a window ledge
Are about to cause dismay.
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poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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It Is Instinctive (Descending From Failed Ascents)
Cheapened and cheesed.
Those once fat cats,
With their Cuban cigars.
And crooked lawyers kept as pets.
From whom do they snatch,
Their flights of fancy.
And secrecy back?
When theft they've captured,
Has been recalled from stocked bags...
Packed and champagned.
From whom amongst them selected...
Can backtrack to those backstabbed,
With the sincerety of a puppy?
Hoping for a loyalty still maintained.
Some folks climb with only themselves in mind.
With delusions to control and be worshipped.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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