Puppy Love

How envious I am of my dog Sprawling like a human Across my couch, Darting like an arrow Straight into the house Nearly knocking me down as He races past me, Looking at me innocently with His tongue lolling Off to the side. He groans…

Abandoned Puppy (prompt 23)

You were every child’s dream Mine as well Your golden mane and hazel eyes Still feature in my perfect dreams Yet in a moment as cursed as it could be I traded you in for an extra hour of sleep. I know the hands that…

Prompt #21 Faithful Friend

  My furry friend my faithful companion my playmate my guardian. You were always brave,  with those expressive eyes  you’d always manage to get your way. Even when caught red handed… Oh what simple pleasures satisfied you,  playing fetch, Taking long walks in Albert Park…

Nappytime (Hour Six)

Nappytime The pitter-pat of little feet Echoes off the hardwood floor Her big brown eyes look up at me From just outside the office door   “It’s nappytime!” she seems to say Although she utters not a word She climbs my legs onto my lap…

Why Dogs Are Better Than Dates

      Jaded a bit, I know. Certainly there are benefits to human dates No dog can fulfill. Certainly, no human date should ever feel Expected to be my dog. Yet I sleep better with Comfort and company, Warmth and breath, heartbeat and Dream…

Fidelity

Faithful companion, loyal friend, Warm weight at the foot of the bed. Clattering claws across the floor, Rushing to greeting at the door. Eager for daily exercise, Snatching the ball out of the sky Bounding full-tilt across the park, Playing outside ’til after dark. Proud to…

Of Wolves

We’ve squashed you to suit our whims, replaced wild ugly with domestic ugly, the kind that makes you shiver and gives you gout. And yet you still yap, still howl as if cued. Even if your noses have been shrunk, even if you’re chained to laps and…

Elegy for Roxanne

  You came to us pup bones and fur, bouncing Spent your days licking, cuddling, pouncing Sleeping next to the hearth lost in dreams, dancing Autumn time hunt in tall grass fields, prancing You left us white of face, sighing we bereft, crying Your place…