"collies" poems
Jump up a kangaroo’s ****
See him enjoy your warlock warrior.
Now roll in **** on that grass,
Revel in rounds of Wadbock Collies.
Followed in great succession by brollies.
DANGER! DANGER! HIGH VOLTAGE!
DANGER! DANGER! Total stranger!
Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 2:32 AM UTC
Melon Collies
Mashed Potato
Lemon Lollies
Aspect Ratio
Burnt Toast
Green Crisps
Dry Roast
Scratched Discs
Missed Calls
Cigarette Smoke
****** Fools
That Annoying Bloke
Headaches
Nightmares
Bed Shakes
Bus Fares
***** Hands
****** Hairs
Flirty Grans
Bruised Pairs
Unwashed Pots
Dented Tins
Acne Spots
Overflowing Bins
Living Beyond Ones Means
Benefit Cheats
Being Obscene
Anger In Defeat
Long Ques
Cutting In Line
Being Rude
Wasting Time
Self Service
Disc Error
Being Nervous
Ugly Mirror
Discarded Wrappers
Paper Cuts
Hardened Slappers
Naked *****
Bad Taste
Sore Throat
Sad Face
Raw Goat
Smelly Feet
Missing Socks
Unclean Sheets
Talking ********
Flat Tires
No Ink
Tangled Wires
Loo Stinks
Muddy Puddles
Cracked Pavement
Minor Scuffles
Black Enslavement
Tax Returns
***** Glass
Chinese Burns
Half Mast
Fingerprints on Screens
Points that are Moot
Friends that are Really Fiends
Two Finger Salute
Melted Ice Cubes
Third World Poverty
People Being Rude
Unjust Sovereignty
Unpaid Fines
Hasty Follies
Doing Lines
Nasty Bullies
Mold on Bread
Lumpy Custard
Off My Meds
Cheeky *******
Painful Splinters
Dead Batteries
Rainy Winters
Springy Mattresses
Filled With Dread
Slow Divorce
Cold Bed
No Remorse
Saying Goodbye
Not Wanting to Part
No Reply
Broken Heart
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
Over thirty thousand years ago a pregnant she-wolf
And her mate lay hidden in the grass
Watching some of our human ancestors
Hunt with spears, bows and arrows.
They were very impressed
But more than that so hungry
That they followed those humans home
Hoping to steal some meat.
They were just about to ****** that food
When a humans appeared
All around them.
They were caught!
All they could do was look up with pleading eyes:
“Please don’t **** us! We just want food.”
Seeing one of them was heavily pregnant
Those humans presumed them starving
And threw them meat
Then let them go!
Hungry again, they went back for more
And the humans fed them
And even stroked them.
This was so much better
Than having to search for prey
So often without reward.
And as time passed they took to accompanying these humans
On their hunts
Then ferreting out some prey for them to shoot
Rounding animals up
And retrieving those shot down by arrows.
Soon the rest of their pack joined them
And the female wolf had her pups
Near the human camp
Where it was safe.
She taught her pups
To plead for food and care
With their eyes and whines.
Those wolves remained forever,
Generation after generation
Each litter getting cuter
And softer
And more loving
Towards mankind.
And so they evolved
Into a seemingly endless variety
Of “Dogs”.
From Rottweilers to tiny Poodles,
German Shepherds and Collies to Chihuahuas.
They became known as “Man’s Best Friend”,
Showing us unconditional Love
And loyalty:
A bond like no other.
Even evolving raised eyebrows
And deeply sad eyes
To attract our love and care.
Domesticating themselves
Yet begging the question
Who is really “the master”?
My money is on
Them.
Paul Butters
© PB 20\3\2021.
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 8:04 AM UTC
I sit on a bench by the water, alone.
Old couples silently stroll by,
young men run on
with their collies and yellow labs,
and children race
down the fine gravel path.
Even the ducks
that come to say hello
do not linger.
They bob away
and don’t look back.
I walk to the edge of the water
and crouch down,
looking for a skipping rock.
I wonder…
Have all the best ones
already been skipped?
I throw a few;
they don’t jump
more than twice.
I head back to the bench
and watch a family of four
stopped by the boulders
bordering the shore.
Dad snaps a picture of his wife and near-grown kids.
“Would you like a photo with the four of you?” I offer.
Dad grins.
“We haven’t had one of those in years!”
I smile and take the photograph.
They thank me
and carry on their way
down the fine gravel path.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
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after the year 1000, and the other is not, therefore,
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in East St. Paul, Lauraster is running
Cissero Krista's cottage, and George.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 1:47 PM UTC