LOVE POEM #91 – The Feline and the Mutt

The Feline and the Mutt

 

They stare at each other through the window

briefly, before he leaps against the glass

and she goes running back to the great room

to hide behind the cushions for a bit,

 

but after he wanders off to go play

she slinks out from her hiding place to watch

as he snaps at fluttering butterflies

passing through the yard for their summer trip.

 

I think she wonders what it would be like

to feel the warm air against her skin

to jump after their orange patterned wings

and leave those clawless paw prints next to his.

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LETTERS TO MY BOSS – FIFTY WORD STORY

I carried the boxes. I wiped the sweat as it dripped from my dirt-riddled brow—yet it was you who carried the weight of the vacations. The sunny beaches were your burden to bear; plagued by the pains of having to shake sand from your sandals before reentering your suite.

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SUMMER READINGS

If I piled up the pyramid of books

that I promised I would peruse this summer

I would have a tombstone so great

that even Giza would be impressed.

 

But when scattered about in my room,

along the seats of my car, or still nestled

cozily on the shelves of the dusty library

they could hardly dwarf the statue of a gnome.

 

Which is why when I go to water the yard now

I see Eliot and Wilder standing guard,

reminding me how my time here is too short

to spend wasting away on this silly computer.

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