Ode To My Master Poem, by JoshV123, at My poetic side

You give me a place to stay in your home

You let me use your yard to dig for treasure

You share your cramped grey couch with me when we’re alone

You feed me small pellets of food in a bowl shaped like a bone

I protect you through the perilous jungle you call a city with hairless gorillas,

I travel with you through the mini dessert you call a beach,

You accompany me through the dog park to meet other pugs

You walk me through the dizzying forest of skyscrapers with rats that look like cats.

I protect you against the loud bombs on wheels

You save me against the constant explosions on the Fourth of July

I let you rub my belly when you breathe in a panicky tone

You comfort me during my yearly shots at the vet

You are my first and last thought each day

You are my world

You are my everything

You are my master

Author: JoshV123 ( Offline)
Published: June 16th, 2023 11:25
Comment from author about the poem: The original idea for the Ode to Poem was inspired by the movie, UP and my personal life with my dogs named Athena and Esther. I chose to write the simile, “the loud bombs on wheels” due to their aggression toward motorcycles inside my house. For my dogs, the sounds of motorcycles are like bombs going off to them. I also removed cliche terms such as treacherous forest and a few lines that dragged the poem down. I added the line of breathing in a panicky tone since I have not gone into full of how someone feels when they are scared in the original draft of Ode to My Master.
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