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A Hot Summer Poem by KoKo Shakespaw

A Hot Summer Poem

Hot air

Scorched grass

Scratchy weeds

Of summer, not past

 

Baking in an oven

Slinking in the shade

Wanting to discover

Cool water to wade.

 

Bright glare

Sweaty sleep

Dry Mouth

Poor burnt little feet!

 

Mum, can we please go down

To the cool of Cottesloe beach?

KoKo Beach
KoKo at North Cottesloe Beach
KoKo Cottesloe Beach
KoKo Cottesloe Beach
KoKo enjoying the Beach
KoKo enjoying the Beach
Posted in Dog, KoKo, Subiaco

At the Pearly Gates

When I heard that Pope Francis (2014) had decreed that dogs are allowed in heaven I thought about writing a poem. My thanks go to my mate Koko red dog who wrote something very similar which I have part plagiarised. The poem is set somewhere in the future.

I stand at the gates of heaven

Making a fearful din

“I know my mum is in there ” I say

” You’d better let me in”

 

For years I’ve roamed Subiaco

From Rokeby Road to Townshend

Now that I have traced her to your gate

“You’d better let me in”

 

I’ve made friends with people who fed me

and those who took me into their home

to keep my little tummy full

and ensure I was not alone

 

I think I’ve done with walking

I’m tired and need a rest

I want my Mum to pat me,

in the haven of heaven would be best.