I feel a little tired. My last two poems were compilations – one of words on food by various people and the other a cento of not my verses – and today it’s again somebody else doing all the work.
The fact that he is a dog shouldn’t change a thing. Dogs think too, just that I still don’t know if his thoughts are to be filed under fiction or non-fiction.
Today a lighter one in tone, or is it. Prompts were… peculiar. The first one pretty devastating, the second one… hahahhah. Giggly. I should inquire into Ms. Olds. Sounds like the same blood group.
Challenge 17: “Write a poem that similarly presents a scene from an unusual point of view. Perhaps you could write a poem that presents Sir Isaac Newton’s discovery from the perspective of the apple. Or the shootout at the OK Corral from the viewpoint of a passing vulture. Or maybe it could be something as everyday as a rainstorm, as experienced by a raindrop.”
A woman and a dog
What does she mean,
“All the people have gone”?
Does this mean only the bears are left?
And all those questions:
“What was that?
Did you hear something?”
As if she is expecting an answer
from a dog.
What does she mean,
“Who had a pee here”?
Do I need to pantomime it?
I wonder what she’d do
if I howled suddenly,
showed my fangs
and tore up a pretend lamb.
I can’t help it, I smell things.
I know what she will do
before she does.
The way she prevents my barking
is a breach of constitutional rights.
She feeds me,
I give her that.
She is nice, I suppose,
in a humanly way.
Alright then.
I’m not going to tell her
about that wolf
and how he peed on our gate.
Beautiful dog and very talented it would seem.
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Hehe, indeed. Quite philosophically inclined. Thank you!
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I laughed out loud at this part:
What does she mean,
“Who had a pee here”?
Do I need to pantomime it?
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Hihih, great to hear, Angela! 😀 I often laugh just looking at him and reading his mind through his eyes. Thank you!
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HA!!
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😀 Welcome, Ken. Just today (in the comments to my previous post) I realised that it was you who made me write yesterday’s cento. Thanks for that!
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A woman and a dog. God I love that pic. Both, that is.
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Thank you, Bojana. ❤ I found it by chance. And the second one was taken by one from the first bunch of visitors.
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Got it. A great discovery.
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Great perspective with a healthy dose of Manjamexi humour. Dogs have rights too.
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😀 Thanks, Amanda! I don’t think we think enough of their rights…
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I agree. Some of my family don’t think they have souls. I think they are as smart and as complex as we are, just much less ego!
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I love this poem so much for each verse I find something to laugh at and to translate it into catspeak (we are cat people here in this house) and find many points of commonality. Then I laugh again. Fantastic!
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Hahha, thank you, Claudia. 😀 It’s easy for me to laugh too sometimes, I just have to look at him looking at me with sooo many things to say.
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Yes we humans are pretty peculiar aren’t we? Smiling, again. (K)
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Thank you, K. I can’t tell if he is really so verbal with his facial expressions or it’s all in my mind. 😉
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Thank you for this poem. I am allergic to cats and dogs, so I get my joy in them from others. These lines are hilarious!
The way she prevents my barking
is a breach of constitutional rights.
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Thanks, cweichel, and always welcome! 🙂
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