Hello readers, an interesting thing happened the other day after posting a humorous haiku about poo to the email list belonging to my guide dog school training program. The outpouring of love and respect for our canine partners overflowed into dozens of haiku. The edited collection is below. It is one of the best things about the creative experience: passion drives creativity and our incomparable companions keep us passionate, for sure.
Thanks to all who contributed; while there were over 8 pages of poems, the pieces here are only a small sample representing the love and respect I think we could agree is a reflection of how we feel about our dogs.
Haiku
Poetry Collection
A Profession of partnership
Guiding Eyes for the Blind Graduates
What does your dog do
Alight upon the sun beams?
Yes, each day we fly
Mac has love so blind
My faults hidden from his view
So simple, so real
Rub Prince’s tummy
Safely Guide Judy day/night
Gifts of Love for each
The squirrel runs fast
Legs are twitching as he runs
In the Guide Dog dreams
People, subs, shadows
Julia’s loves in six years
Julia the first
Yankee Doodle guide
Buses, sidewalks, and streets
Guiding quick and true
Blind, alone, afraid
Geb guide no longer alone now
Guide is my best friend
Amos, my sweet boy
Soaring through crowds to targets
Lying on my feet
Henley is so sweet
Sugar and candy can’t match
German shepherd love
The Concrete Jungle
Where Kit and I stroll daily
Freedom beyond dreams
Small, fast, and agile
Like supercar and driver
Dog and I are one
Dixon, first in line
He wanted to lead the pack
When not on my lap
Jada is my wings
Watch us fly across the sky
We don’t see the ground.
Adler went too fast
He taught me trust and patience
How to replace him?
You are my best bud
My loud and lively Lawson
Thanks for all the joy!
JJ son of “Wildman”
Playful when out of harness
All focus in harness
Squire, dark as night.
smart, strong, and ever so sweet.
Ever and always.
Observant guide dog,
Counters sadness with face licks
Makes me laugh and smile.
Pip, out of harness,
my social butterfly girl
Has more friends than me.
Irish cream doggie-woo
Giant heart spirit of two
Taken hold of me
Hadley is two dogs
At play: run and slide! Bounce! Fly!
Harness on: a king.
Quincy was my first Guide,
That Golden boy stole my heart,
Always in my Heart
The trees and sky breathe
My golden girl goes forward
Our hearts together
Curled asleep at feet
Waves of love from guide Ryan
Smiling a tear falls
My vision’s as wide
As a dog can see, hear, smell.
Guiding Eyes radar.
Liza is so quick!
Gave that candy a big lick.
The clerk put it back!
Walking by my side
You safely show me the way
Teamwork everyday
Flying through our world,
Brilliant mind and stellar step . . .
Marli’s guiding eyes.
My dog is Cici,
She is my guiding Eyes girl,
Without her I fall
Two Years together
Yankee and Mom a great team
Working and playing
I walk in snowshoes
Dog is in four black Mukluks
Home, now there are three
Guides. Finds, loves to play
Always willing willing to retrieve
Muzzle stuck in shoe
Hadley loves to love.
He’s all cuddles, no kisses.
Mouth’s reserved for toys.
Naughty puppy face
Harness on, working face on!
What to do without?
With sudden blindness
Clare became my light and sight
My guide and friend
Our talks as we walk
Open volumes clearly spoken
Unheard by strangers
Night comes, harness off
Naughty puppy face once more
We dream together.
Akron, gentleman
Needed a much slower pace
Sleep contortionist
Tessi bouncy girl
Met no one she didn’t like
Glad at work or play
Find eighty-eight keys
That is where you will find Mac
Snoring underneath
Sweet but sneaky Pip,
will commando crawl for food
Dog foodaholic.
The one that started it:
Brown nuggets drop from
Dog to snow, hidden in white
Lost until spring thaw.
Love in Seventeen syllables
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