He Lived a Quick Life

Ms. Haiku
Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,389
edited April 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
He would hold a stick
twice his length
in his mouth and prance
like a gazelle
over backyard tennis balls.

He liked chocolate chip cookie dough dropped on the floor.

And one time I took him for a walk,
but I felt resistance
against the leash in my hand.
When I gave him some slack
he almost bolted back
to his family.
I did not feel slighted,
and I told them about his loyalty,
as I rubbed his tummy.

It's not a gamble against a car.

The scent of the sidewalk flowers
so strong it's toxic.
I did not know the metro escalator steps
had so many lines to look at
near my feet.
I walk this slowly when I'm sick.



For Thor "Little Guy" the Boston Terrier (2003-2005)
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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  • Nast
    Nast Posts: 127
    I'm sorry Bibliobella, beautiful poem though!
    -Always D
    The king of run on sentences...
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,389
    Nast wrote:
    I'm sorry Bibliobella, beautiful poem though!
    -Always D
    Thank you. All for the little guy.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird

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