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 Mar 2018 saige
Amanda Kay Burke
I miss your little paws
Your coal black nose
The way you used to twitch
Whenever you would doze

I miss your floppy ears
Your dorky overbite
The cute way you would growl
While in a play-fight

I miss the positions
In which you would fall asleep
I would snap a silly pic
For memories to keep

I miss those bright eyes
Your boundless energy
When we would go on walks
You would run circles around me.

I miss your soft fur
Your unique smell
How your warm tongue felt
I remember too well

I miss your bark
You were a noisy guy
Every sound set you off
We never knew why

I miss my stoner dog
You would try to eat ***
I would give you my stems
We would get high a lot

I miss your eyebrows
Your quick brown tail
If i needed a friend
You were there without fail

I miss sleeping with you
Right by my side
Curled under blankets
Beneath covers you would hide

I miss the bounce in your step
You had a favorite toy
We would play around the clock
You were a good boy

What I miss most of all
What brings me this heartache
I miss the memories
We never got to make
This is for my little boy Diesel who died about a year ago. He was a Chihuahua and he was only a year and a half old he still was just a baby and he got out accidentally at my grandma's and her dog killed him with one snap. It was by far one of the worst days of my life but his memory lives on in my heart and through my other fur baby Mocha, which is hid daughter so I have a little piece of him alive still.
 Feb 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
Saige
 Feb 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
A new mood was found
Traveling on through with you
Into the effigies of a place
Specifically made for us

The church bell rang on
Commemorating us
From meeting to blessing
Of the highest order

We share these eyes
A bond to paralyze
An imaginary border
Between my room
And your quarter
Soon to be banished
By those unseen
 Feb 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
Cracks in the walls
Understand it all
Beneath saturated shrubs
I found what was once lost

An experience bequeathed
By the highest mercenaries
So come with me
And let’s pretend

Let's sink to high places
While no one is watching
 Feb 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
Your stroke paints the blood in my cheek
And your soul is what makes it real
Illuminated by the pangs of idealism
We share this burden's parallelism
But our youthful expenses
Are priceless and uncharted
By the most daring
So let me show you
The way to the bay
To open entries
Of foreign milieus today
Look into my eyes
Under your hair
You're already there
 Jan 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
Killing the exhilaration
Of which was once the sun
Into exodus, outro vaticus
Monoliths seethe beneath
Our snake oil salesmen
In conjunction to a megalith
Known for its charlatan ways
Which gave its status to me
Through wisdom and woe
I felt the brisk wind confront me
Decades later, you found my grasp
Now I’m inside of you
Just buying time
So let’s hide under tainted carpets
For their warmth
Sillhouettes of marauders are above
But we’ll just laugh as they pass
For they know not what they’ll do
When the curtain call is due
 Jan 2018 saige
Dustin Dean
In the dawn of an hour so nigh
I yearn for that savory taste
Not yet plasma, not yet blood
Yet it rests and tests
Bringing me down into the void
Through and through
From quark to quark
I see the embers of life
Shift into unique forms of repetition
All too familiar to my soul
A timeless form of art
Which we forever fall into
Jumping out of sequences
Only to find yourself in another
They say its best to admire from afar
And so it’s the deed that is done

No more yearning for life
Is no more yearning for death

— The End —