a year now since she died
life never been the same
loving eyes that llit my life
till she fell and got lame
her back end had collapsed
lost control of her bladder
lay there still in the garden
never saw anything sadder
vet had to give her the jab
said she'd suffer no pain
ashes rest on my dresser
but I'll not see her again
all I have is her leathe...
Sunday 20th December 2020 10:45 am
we met in roundhay park,
she was walking her hound,
fettered with a muzzle, the
dog barely made a sound
that was half a life-time ago,
long defunct that labrador,
I'm the one on a short lead,
I rarely talk, let alone roar
personality's behind bars,
independence gone west,
where obedience is best
a daily run in the garden,...
Thursday 3rd December 2020 10:45 am
Is this thing some punishment
Or are we being softened up?
Is Dominic Cummings an alien,
Are punters getting sold a pup?
More rumours of mutation rumble
As if we didn't have enough fears,
Seems the virus fancies a change,
Securing access through our ears
Sounds bizarre, but a while ago
I met a nice woman out walking
She was so sorry her dog bit me
Thursday 1st October 2020 10:37 am
Soft and warm like little pigs,
Belly warm and milky,
Tiny paws soft as velvet,
Wine gum nose
And beans for toes.
Caterpillar tails with a tiny twist,
Thrashing and dashing,
Wriggling and dancing.
Breath like popcorn,
Buttered and spiced.
Little murmurs, squeaks and purrs,
Scratches, snuggles baby cuddles.
Tiny needles line soft lips,
Claws like diamonds...
Sunday 29th September 2019 9:59 pm
Look deep in her eyes,
you will see
The deepest of love,
There can ever be.
She is loyal and sweet
Loves every treat.
She loves to play,
Will even sit and stay.
Before she came I lost all purpose,
She gives me strength,
She gives me purpose,
She is my friend,
We are a special blend.
Taking away loneliness,
Cuddled up for coziness.
Friday 30th August 2019 7:14 pm
. Original Japanese Basho Haiku. The Creator of Haiku.
. Dog running
. Insect swoops close
Original Haiku was pictographs, not words. Weatern Transla...
Wednesday 9th May 2018 10:13 pm
There is a musky smell, warm and welcoming, like the smell of damp dog. The hoof prints leave a breadcrumb trail to see where the wandering goats have hidden. Tiny cloven feet, so dainty they grip on to steep slopes, trip trap along the rocky mountain side.
He stands watching them through his steamy spectacles. The ferocious biting wind sears his aged skin, his wiry black beard protects m...
Sunday 25th June 2017 9:01 pm
She is 17 years old,
How many dog years is that?
She is grey around the muzzle.
Very little body fat.
Chicken carcass fills her skin,
So fragile and so weak.
Blind blue opaque eye,
Her temperament so meek.
She sleeps stretched out,
Small brittle arthritic bone.
She twitches as she sleeps,
Time left now is life on loan.
She sleeps so soundly,
this warm summer...
Monday 19th June 2017 3:25 pm
Running thru the grass
was a blast!
til my paw
got stuck in the mud
down I go
with a broken toe
now here I lie
with a cast...
By Lynn Hahn
Wednesday 11th January 2017 9:04 am
I wrote this for my now fiance not long after we first started seeing each other after her love for cats (and her tongue in cheek insistance she was one) inspired me to start writing again, after maybe 5 years of not picking up a pen. I recently proposed to her through a series of short poems taking us on a treasure hunt around Edinburgh looking for J K Rowling inspired landmarks, but that's anot...
Saturday 15th October 2016 12:43 pm
Paws and snouts and whiskers and drool
And muscle and fur and eyes so sharp, kind and cruel
And light and strong and high in their jump
And eager and always hungry and always looking for more
And sleek and shiny and fast and then still
And smelling and sniffing and pushing and tearing
Playful and wanting and watching and rolling
And laying and nestling and warm and smelly...
Thursday 4th February 2016 10:45 am
What’s a’foot, or perhaps, a’paw?
The doggy population just continues to grow.
One, two, three four legged ‘friends’, stretchy leads a’tangle.
Dogless people do beware, those sniffing noses approach, at the right angle.
Leaping up to a gent, aiming straight at the lap
For ladies wearing mini’s they don’t need a map
It all adds to humankind’s woes
Who’s in charge? When we see that al...
Friday 13th March 2015 11:18 am
Silly little Puppy,
silly little Dog.
she's an attention hog.
I love her
with her I
love to play.
But sometimes I
wish she'd just
For just a
to give me
she does test.
Tuesday 12th August 2014 6:22 pm