Wednesday, August 8, 2018

A Poem



A poem is like
a puppy
that comes up
wagging its tail.
It sniffs all around,
interested and happy,
deciding which way
it will go......
and then it grows.


For Sumana's prompt at Midweek Motif: a poem

18 comments:

  1. This is the cutest thing ever!!! I LOVE this poem. :)

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  2. Hahaha, yes. Yes. And then it lies in our hearts.

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  3. Wow!!! This is so true and what a comparison !

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  4. That's Pup, when I first found him. SO cute!

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    1. OMG - Pup as a "Puppy!"

      whoot .... I'm falling over. Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.

      And yup, poetry is like puppies, or awake playful kittens, or little tigahs, or fish swimming in a bowl. But oh, I like this poem. And Pup.

      I swear, I'm swooning! πŸ’–πŸ’•

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    2. Oh dear! That's Pup!! O Sherry, how you miss him!! Such a cutie pie.

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  5. Pup is gorgeous, but nothing bears a cute cat purring at your side, after a stressful day. Wouldn't give up Squeak, Venus or Star for the world, Sherry. May his memories live forever with you.

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  6. Pup is beyond adorable. As is this poem!

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  7. A delightful metaphor, Sherry. It so explains how some of mine have become such wolfhounds! :)

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  8. Yes, dogs and poems love to play with you and give you so much pleasure. It is always good to write a poem now and then about one's own dogs in the past.

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  9. Imagine saying no to the puppy or the poem!

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  10. deciding which way
    it will go......
    and then it grows.

    Very much follow the trend of thoughts persisting then!

    Hank

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