PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Canine


i am a dog. 

i wait here,for you. 

why do i remain here?

the walls,they cave-

the door i wait at is moldy. 

 

please,come back. 

i am nothing. 

i feel the itch of mange,

sickness festering in my gut.

i wilt and die here. 

 

when are you coming home?

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

kayleyclemmer77

16!! somewhat possessed by a 19th century poet:3

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.