Celebrating National Poetry Day with our favourite pooch poems

We’re celebrating National Poetry Day with our favourite poems about our four legged friends. Which is your favourite?

My Dog’s My Boss – by Robert William Service

Each day when it’s anighing three
Old Dick looks at the clock,
Then proudly brings my stick to me
To mind me of our walk.
And in his doggy rapture he
Does everything but talk.

But since I lack his zip and zest
My old bones often tire;
And so I ventured to suggest
Today we hug the fire.
But with what wailing he expressed
The death of his desire!

He gazed at me with eyes of woe
As if to say: ‘Old boy,
You mustn’t lose your grip, you know,
Let us with laughing joy,
On heath and hill six miles or so
Our legs and lungs employ.’

And then his bark was stilled to a sigh
He flopped upon the floor;
But such a soft old mug am I
I threw awide the door;
So gaily, though the wind was high
We hiked across the moor.

 

Happy Dog – by Flying Lemming

I’m a happy dog at the beach
If I had the power of speech
I would tell you all
To throw my ball
I’m a happy dog at the beach

I’m a happy dog at the beach
There are no new tricks you can teach
I’m bouncy and glad
And my tail wags like mad
I’m a happy dog at the beach

I’m a happy dog at the beach
My joy is always in reach
Whatever the talk
It’s the best place to walk
I’m a happy dog at the beach

I’m a happy dog at the beach
As I hear the seagulls screech
I chase and I bark
Long into the dark
I’m a happy dog at the beach

I’m a happy dog at the beach
And I don’t want to start to preach
But if you ask me
The best thing to see
Is a happy dog at the beach

Bow, Wow, Wow – by Beatrix Potter

Bow, wow, wow!
Whose dog art thou?
“I’m little Tom Tinker’s dog,
Bow, wow, wow!”

 

Tom’s Little Dog – by Walter de la Mare

Tom told his dog called Tim to beg,
And up at once he sat,
His two clear amber eyes fixed fast,
His haunches on his mat.Tom poised a lump of sugar on
His nose; then, ‘Trust! ‘ says he;
Stiff as a guardsman sat his Tim;
Never a hair stirred he.

‘Paid for! ‘ says Tom; and in a trice
Up jerked that moist black nose;
A snap of teeth, a crunch, a munch,
And down the sugar goes!

 

My Dog  – by Kevin Quero

My dog is number one
He is my best friend
We like to be together
And our friendship will never end.

He is a part of my family
And he is like my guard
And when we work together
Nothing is really hard.

My dog will always be mine
He is very important to me
My dog is the best
And my dog he will always be.

Do you have any favourites of your own?