Shawn L. Bird

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poem-puppy business April 29, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:21 pm
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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.

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25 Responses to “poem-puppy business”

  1. trE Says:

    Yes! I sometimes miss the puppy years with my little one.

    They’re the best!

  2. chris jensen Says:

    Animals never forget how to play!

    Having fun?

    kisses chris

  3. Isabella Simons Says:

    Aw, cute.

  4. Lorien Says:

    When did you get your puppy??? Pictures please!!!

  5. RoiAnn Says:

    Puppies are the very, very best! Oh, but exhausting – YES! Love this poem.

  6. rivrvlogr Says:

    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.

  7. Heidi Says:

    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.

      • Heidi Says:

        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.

  8. Lesley Says:

    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.

  9. melfamy Says:

    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

  10. So innocent, so exhausting, so irreplaceable.


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