A Lonely Night

Lonely,
No dog
To be with
In evenings on a
Very cold winter night;
All is quiet
As I
Watch
the flakes
Which fall outside
Of my condo window.

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Night Run On Cold Night

Pup with booties
Runs back and forth
In snow so deeps
Paws not frozen
This cold winter night.

Gogyohka is a five line poem developed in Japan. This type of poem has each line that consists of one phrase with a line-break after each phrase or breath. More info you can go to here .

Miss Going Out In Winter With Dog

My companion,
I wish you were here
To see snow falling out there.
Your favorite time of year
For your coat was made for it.
I would take you out
You would eat snow
Enjoying a fresh treat;
Then run rocket dog
Up and down and around
On large lawn across the street.
Oh, how I will miss our winter together.
You and me outside
Whether blizzard, ice or cold
We would waddle through snow together.

Dearest Winter

Winter, I loath to see you continue bringing forth your snow.
I am tired of the cold and endless bleak days.
You have made life dark and sluggish.
I can’t seem to work through your season.
Your snowflakes are beautiful, but to drive when it’s blizzard;
Causes me not to want to step outdoors.
Snowy landscape of course is nice but only for a few days I will admire.
Could you try not to make it so cold (as in negative ten degrees)?
I am fine with fifteen degrees but less it can not be;
For who wants to be out in that kind weather
But, I must because I have dog.
Could you think on it for next year please?
I am glad you did make Christmas Eve have some snow.
For it has always been special when it happens.
I am done with your cold, freezing and bleak days.
Can please allow Spring to come forth now?

I Tried To Bade Him Goodnight

I tried to bade him goodnight
But, he begged to remain
On this cold winter night

For outside was deep in snow-white
I was done to entertain;
I tried to bade him goodnight

Oh, no he would not take flight
Continued to talk, he sounded insane
On this cold winter night

I mulled over my plight
What to do; he was a pain
I tried to bade him goodnight

He continued his rappture talking in spite
Of my quietness for which I was drain
On this cold winter night

Hours had finally fallen to twilight
Our talk had finally wane
I tried to bade him goodnight
On this cold winter night