I toss you to the grass
You bounce back to the deck.
I toss you to the grass
You bounce back to the deck.
I toss you to the grass
You bounce back to the deck.
I toss you to the grass
You bounce back to the deck.
I toss you to the grass
You race across the lawn
a bullet, a shooting star, a dragster
turn tightly around the pine tree.
You race across the lawn
a bullet, a shooting star, a dragster
turn tightly around the row of pyramid cedars.
You race across the lawn
a bullet, a shooting star, a dragster
turn tightly around the shed,
then stop and squat.
Ahhhhh… success.
You bounce back to the deck
supremely proud of yourself.
Puppy business done.
Shawn L. Bird 
Yes! I sometimes miss the puppy years with my little one.
They’re the best!
I’m too tired this week, and my hand is too mangled from poor puppy manners to feel like I’ll be nostalgic for this. I miss my steady old dogs.
Animals never forget how to play!
Having fun?
kisses chris
Arg. So tired. Puppy is exhausting!
Run a split-shift…
Aw, cute.
Yes. Also exasperating, lol.
Haha. Have fun with the puppy. They always grow up to fast. Enjoy it while it lasts, even if it exhausting. Lol. 🙂
Thanks, Isabella. 😉
When did you get your puppy??? Pictures please!!!
We drove to Calgary for him on April 9th.
https://shawnbird.com/2016/04/10/poem-another-chance/
Puppies are the very, very best! Oh, but exhausting – YES! Love this poem.
Thanks Roiann.
And then when they get old, it’s back to telling them why they’re out there, again. But they’re worth all of it.
My old boys knew why they were out. I was thinking Kiltti would be far better at this if I sent him out with other dogs, but he’s the only one at home…
My hubby wants to get another dog so our 11 year old one has someone to play with, but I have no energy to have a puppy around. 😛
Well, the nice thing about having an old dog, is that the old dog does most of the puppy training for you. You don’t have to be the be all and end of all of puppy entertainment, either. Then at the old dog’s inevitable end, the grief is mitigated because the house is not completely empty.
True. There is another reason though, and some might think this bad, but I also look forward to traveling without having to worry about a pet. We were lucky with Jack. He’s a very smart dog. I don’t think I’ll get that lucky twice. But never say never.
🙂
My husband said no more dogs. But I was so morose and inconsolable (as noted by February poetry) having lost my dad and 2 dogs within 365 days. He eventually took pity on me and said with a sigh, “You need a dog.” So Kiltti came to join the family.
This poem is wonderful. So descriptive of puppy behavior and immediately recognizable. I’m so glad you got another dog.Never a replacement for your old friend, but somehow eases the loss.
I’m hoping EVENTUALLY that is the case. At the moment he’s being a little hellion, and I need to obviously do a much better job of wearing him out!
Nice work, very evocative. One has to wonder what they are thinking when running full bore like that. I am sure the purpose is clear in their little minds
I suspect, just like little boys in the playing field, it’s about the fun of moving… 🙂
So innocent, so exhausting, so irreplaceable.
So. Exhausting.