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honeyed Mar 2021
in this moment
laying here
with a little dog
i am okay

sometimes things that you love
will let go
before you are ready to let go
i am not ready to let go

but

in this moment
i lay with a little dog
and she tells me
to let go

i let go
and i am okay
Andy Chunn Mar 2021
I got a dog likes to wander around
You might see him anywhere in town
In my neighbor’s yard or in his trash

Today, I don’t know where he’s been
He just came a-staggerin’ in
I think that my old dog has found a stash.

I got a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
He’s layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
He won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes him act that way.

Friday night and I’m on the town
You can see me all around
Any place where I can get a belt

Made it in a half past three
My old dog just looked at me
I think he knew exactly how I felt.

Like a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
I’m  layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
I won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes me act that way.


Well, Jake just looked me in the eye
And I said “Yea Boy, we can try
To straighten up and get on the right track

Then we won’t feel so rough
Messin’ ‘round with all that stuff
And you and me won’t ever have to act….

Like a doped up dog
Don’t know what to do
We’re  layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon
We won’t feel so good
In the light of day
I don’t know what makes us act that way.
Sometimes......you know !!
Robert L Jan 2021
I sit on the bed
with my dog sleeping near
Her breathing uneven
then soft and sincere

Then scruffy and staggered  
and rough in her throat
Then even and smooth
a whisper calm note

Tiny little grunts
in rapid succession
A toss and a turn
punctuate each expression

Of what does she dream
my dear little Twister
Romps in the park
with her golden haired sister?

Sensing things we can't see
And the things we won't hear
And loving us despite
all our faults and our fear


How much do I love her?
well that’s quite hard to say
But I'm quite terrified
of her going away

Where else can you find love
that lives just for you
Panting and happy
when you come into view?

When they speak of devotion
it’s of this that gods speak
That gloried validation
we desperately seek

And she’s here everyday
rain, sleet or snow
In unspoken commitment
to go where I go

How unworthy am I
of this ritual caring
That greets me with glee
just for appearing

So much love for so little
does not seem quite fair
But she gives me her all
without bother or care

Oh doggie dearest doggie
promise we'll play forever
For we’re bound by a love
that no god can sever.
For Mazie and Twister
Lanna K Dec 2020
The walls, painted with the gloss of all the secrets that you and only you know, or the stuffed animal that has caught your tears through life’s afflictions. Or, the comforter that has kept you warm through those times where you swore this was the night your blood will run cold. Theres a furry, doe eyed, four legged creature of the heart, though there isn't an utter of any sort from either entity, there is a knowing. Stripped to your raw essence, he understands without question.
Evie G Oct 2020
Anxiety is an animal
Anxiety is a carnivorous beast
Anxiety grips onto you and doesn’t let go, digging its fangs in
Anxiety has painful fangs
Anxiety has claws (retractable)
Anxiety sits on the edge of a table, meowing morosely
Anxiety digs its claws in when it doesn’t want to do something
Anxiety reminds you it needs feeding
Anxiety hisses, bites and scratches
Anxiety eats ferociously, draining you.
Anxiety gives you disdainful looks
Anxiety reminds you it needs feeding
Anxiety has tiny fangs
Anxiety reminds you again it needs feeding
Anxiety looks down at you with its hairy body from the top shelf
Anxiety will sit with you, out of spite
Anxiety is only doing so to remind you he needs feeding
Anxiety might fall asleep
Anxiety might bite your hand while you fall asleep, he needs food
Anxiety is fed
Anxiety might possibly maybe if you-are-really-very-nice allow you to pet him.
Anxiety falls asleep
You fall asleep







Anxiety reminds you he needs feeding, loudly.
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