April is National Poetry Month. I'm writing, I hope, a series of thirty poems about my favorite animal. I'm calling my series "Dog Days." Tonight's poem came to me when I was walking my dog. It was nothing special, just our usual 20-30 minute jaunt around the neighborhood, but Star's tail was going like crazy the whole time. The phrase, "Tail Wag Worthy" came to me, and this poem followed when I got home.
"Wag Worthy"
Evening walks
Serious talks,
Supper scraps
Comfy laps,
Dinner bowls,
Doggie pals
Booty rubs,
People hugs,
Wag worthy!
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2019
3 comments:
This is what makes me want another dog, Carol, just those 'serious talks' that are missed! Have a great weekend!
This is perfect! The rhythms of the short lines capture the pure delight and joy of being a dog and finding so many things tail wag worthy!
Perfection! Love the pairs!
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