On wacky Wednesday, FHS Poetry students had an unusual poet visit the classroom. K-9 Officer Miller gave a tail-wagging poetry performance! Miller and Officer Tracy helped Mrs. Chou teach a figurative language lesson related to Miller’s sensory development. Enjoy the photos and the developing student poems from his pawfect poetry reading!
“The Comfort Dog”
By Hailey Collins
As Miller greets me in the hallway,
Wagging his tail as he walks,
His hips doing some sort of sway,
Walking freely as everyone talks,
His fur is soft and smooth,
Golden like the sun,
His big, brown, chocolate eyes
Watching as he moves from place to place,
In reality he’s under disguise,
Escaping from his collar,
Knows too many human tricks,
What dog knows how to fist bump?
Next thing you know, he’ll know how to kick!
Miller is a little too advanced,
His collar is feeding him advice,
He's too good at acting like a dog,
He seems so calm and nice.
Don’t let his cuteness fool you,
His handsome face,
I know what’s underneath what we see,
We have to catch him before he decides to flee!
“Miller”
By Angelina Parmelee
Golden lashes framing mahogany eyes
eyes that are almost human like.
A complex coat both coarse and silk. Breaths
soft and subtle pleasing to the ears from a nose pink as blush.
A bark as mellow as a warm summer’s morning
Hurry now he is in a rush so give a final hug to sweet
sweet Miller the fluffy love bug.
“Miller!”
By Leah Cote
Making Miller, the dog happy,
may be the simplest task known to humankind.
Give him one head scratch or tasty treat
and he’ll be your best friend for life,
Learning words and shaking hands,
There to bring comfort to anyone who may need a lift.
His golden fur is bright like sunlight;
But his smile is even more so
Soft calloused paw pads carry
him wherever he wants to go;
Over rough tar,
Soft grass,
Hard rocks,
Smooth linoleum or anything else.
Introduce yourself to him with
an outstretched hand and
you’ll be met with a wet nose
And a paw, then soon enough
your pants will be covered in yellow fur.
Be warned, though; one belly rub
and he won’t leave you alone.
Although, would anyone want
to be alone when Miller is there?
Untitled Poems by Raquel McCoy
Poem One
Seeing Miller can be a thriller
For a dog he is nothing like a hog.
Huge canines that could eat 4 grapevines.
Brown eyes that don't keep you down
And Officer Tracy as beautiful as a daisy--
His owner will never be a loner!
Poem Two
A big dog towering over anyone he comes across.
He shows his ginormous canine teeth as the drool drops
down slowly...
As he is breathing heavily you see his “s” like rib cage contracting
as he's catching a big breath, then his rib cage is contracting
as if he's letting out his hot breath
His ginormous feet stomping as he takes a step you feel the ground shake
as if there was an earthquake coming
His body might be one thing
His name is another.
He……
Goes…….
by…..MILLER!!!!
A Wonderful Poet
By Evan Hardy
Jaw jutting joyfully
Eyes searching for food
Nose rooting through bags
Ears flop and sag
Fur is yellow velvet
Tail spins as a rotor
A walk and sneeze
A scratch and sniff
A stretch and flop
A pet and itch
And finally
A nap.
