Poems about Animals

Faces familiar and features unknown, Recognition waxes and wanes as time grows old. And animal desolate in its own herd
(poems go here) I’m where I shouldn’t be. Learning what I can’t understand. They’re only teaching me that what I do
Why, why Am I here lying in bed, Wondering if you ever really loved me,
Death, Always taking lives. Sometimes giving lives back, Only to those who deserve it.
Iron clamps hamper my movements Drugs my senses Pain wracks my body Despair my mind. Capture
He growls, And I wonder: What happened to him When he was just a pup To make him think
It started out as punishment, and I deserved it. A kick here, a punch there, a night without supper.
I am a stray dog living in fear and uncertainty everyday Trying to find a way. Wondering, "What will happen next?"
Friday December 14 before the attendance sheets could be magneted to the outside of the door. It pulls up.
Charcoal dark hooves, They sink in the sand And support the weight of wool. The pure beast shakes its head, brays,