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Walking My Dog

Walking My Dog

Since yesterday evening

my best friend has been missing

his stubby tail was wagging  happily

when we got to your front door

like the last time,

and the time before

he pulled me hard, sniffing excitedly

found his favorite place on the rug

and lay down, watching you patiently;

but I wondered why you were not surprised

to see us coming around, so soon again

you were alone—I could tell

by the look in your eye, and temptation,

began ringing in my head like a bell

the wind held the scent of your perfume

when you sauntered to your bedroom

I inhaled every twisting glide, and

without  even breaking your stride,

you signalled me to follow you inside

but you ignored my doggy

standing in plain view

With his tongue out, looking up at you

 Something took hold of me then;

it felt so wrong the way you

disrespecting my best friend

instantly I turned and walked out the door; 

It felt good and justified

when I tipped you my Fedora

Till  I looked at and felt my throbbing boner

 then suddenly I wondered

what the heck had just gotten into me

was it some kind of moral compass

hypnotizing me?

Then I became confused;

cause I knew I had no moral compass

And when my dog refused to come out in the rain

I reconsidered and tried to get back in

but the door was quickly closed

and I felt too embarrassed to keep knocking

in my wet clothes

So I turned around and walked home alone

feeling like a wet dog who just lost his bone

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Dameon Farris

wow christopher i love this i love mans best friend as well so this was perfict for me thanks for sharing srry no auto correct so ima have lots of spelling errors lol apoligize anyhew catch ya on the flip side of things

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Christopher Correia

thank you Dameon, for saying that.... I like sharing once in a while....mostly I like reading good poetry, I`m the lazy type with not much time to be on here much these days, but appreciate the comment, glad you liked my tiny contribution....enjoyed your comment, spelling issues and all, lol....have great day 

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Tony Taylor

LOL!!! ~ Mamma Mamma!!........ this was hysterical read bro!!........ when you read this aloud it's even better......... because it has a great meter to it............ almost sing song like........ but the last half ~ after noticing your boned just had me rolling bro!!........ you are so much fun........... and this is a shining example of just how clever you are........... man, you have to be a blast in person........... cool stuff!!............ kisses........T xo

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Tony Taylor

Sorry..... that was boner........not.......boned........smiles.....T xo

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Christopher Correia

hey T, I`m always concerned to attempt humour on a poetry site, lol....I feel like I have to put down an explanation along with it, poets can be some serious folk....I know you have a great sense of humour from the time we spoke on the phone that time, quick witted and funny....yeah I`m just writing whatever shit comes in my mind, to be honest....not been writing much unless they ask me in church, did one last month, and of cause it has to be serious and spiritual as well, the brethren don`t like when Chris talks about boners and lacking a moral compass, lol....I told a children`s story and read part of it, that I wrote, but adults came up to me after saying that I should not have read, omg, it`s a freaking children`s story, lol.....what to do when you live in a shoe.....cheers man, forgive the rant....glad it gave you a laugh, buddy, cheers.

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Devon La Porte

Lol, good one Christopher. Have to say I can never peg your writes man, but this one was very cool with a bit of humor, a little erotic, and tragic(damn blue balls lol). I really liked the line about tracing the path of her perfume, killer imagery, like you were a dog yourself. Good to see you sharing again my friend, peace.

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Christopher Correia

Flower, I`m mostly a very silly man, lol....glad you got a laugh....cheers

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Christopher Correia

lol, Devon, yes sharing is hard for me sometimes, I can be a selfish bastard, and honestly, I don`t know what motivates me anymore to post anything.....hey, funny you should mention `blue balls` I had that line in there but took it out, lol....yeah this came as a vision, gave me a chuckle and I decided to post it, glad you laughed, lol....cheers pal

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Bradford

Hey Chris your sense of humor is off the chain funny with this one .your dog is your moral compass wow .I am proud of you that you could control all things boning up inside to walk away and not dive inside .feeling like a wet dog who lost his bone is hysterical.  I would give this 10 stars . Great work . Cheers bro a fan rock

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Christopher Correia

hey, Hardrocklover, lol, thanks man....like I told T sometimes I worry about posting things that are funny, because poets; for the most part, are keen to find deep hidden meanings in poetry and may not be looking for a laugh or miss the punch-line, just saying, lol.....glad you got it, bro....my humour is unusual....cheers

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Christopher Correia

you are very funny, sis, lol....yes this one has nothing to do with reality....buddy did have a change of heart but the somebody closed the door in on him; not sure if it`s the dog or the woman, lol now I`m seeing the Benny Hill, thanks for that....I`m not a dog owner, so I took some liberty with loyalty; on the dog`s part, I`m glad you approved, cheers, my friend....have good day

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