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One Liner Wednesday – There’s Nothing Like A Dog

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If you have a dog or a cat you will understand where I am coming from. I talk to my dogs all day long as if they were people. When I walk them they listen to my problems. I ask them what they are doing and tell them that I have things to do. Sit down! and Come! Let’s go! and Not now! Remarkably they respond to everything I say, not always what I want, but they respond. So when I found this one (two) liner I knew I had to share it. In my opinion there is nothing like a dog.

Have a great Wednesday and love your dogs.

For Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday

Blog, Life

It’s A Dog’s Life

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It’s A Dog’s Life

I follow as a puppy
to the ends of the earth,
loving unconditionally 
and forgiving all your sins
My time here is
to please only you
 
You smile at my idiosyncrasies
Scratching your head
at what I do
Whether I chase my tail
trying to find the answers
or digging and digging
away at something
until I reach China
 
I hope like me you will one day
sniff out what’s new and different
and travel with the windows down
once in a while
and never, ever hold a grudge
We have so much to learn
from each other
but one thing we will never do
is bite the hand that feeds us
 
 
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All Rights Reserved

Kim at Writing in North Norfolk is hosting D'Verse Poets
tonight and has prompted us with writing a poem in the first person
that compares some trait of ours with something animal.
It should not be a whale, but another creature (mammal, fish, bird,
insect, etc.) with which we have something in common. The title
should be the animal thing, in the same way Marjorie Saiser chose
‘The Print the Whales Make’.

Image by Nikki Luijpers from Pixabay 

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Blackout

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Blackout

Two black dogs
pulling me forward
The sensation in my head
was fuzzy  
My direction wavered
to the left
to the right
to the left again
Can I make it across the bridge?
 
I was flying
on the back of a dolphin
The ride was thrilling
until the descent
to ground 
Gravel in my knees
stinging
as I stared
at the dog collar
minus one dog
 
Not a dream
but light headedness
and blackout 
Kissing the pavement
before sending me
to la-la land
One patient dog
sitting
The other wrestled free
and ate the grass
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with Stream of Consciousness writing. She explains that basically, its purpose is to emulate the passage of thought through your mind without any inhibitors. For that reason, sentences become longer, less organized and more sporadic in style. Its lack of structure is not for everybody, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any order. Stream of consciousness permits deeper patterns of order to emerge, ones based on the genuine movement of information in your brain.







	    

	    	

	    	
	
			

	    	

				
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Market

		

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Market


From the mouths of children

Breathing white smoke

The chill of the day already

Covered by an invisible cloak


As if filled with tears

The gathering dark clouds

Ready to burst with rain

Over the swelling crowds


Sounds of the street

As day fills with life

Echo in the cold winds

That can slice like a knife


The sonorous voice

Of an eager hawker

Selling his wares as

Patrons offer tender


Bundled citizens hunched over

With faces as red as roses

Braving the bitter cold

With dripping noses


Hirsute dogs straying

Amongst the throng

Looking for scraps

As the day grows long


An alliance of locals

Gather at the tavern

Adopting good humor

As the moon turns silvern


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


Word Prompts:


Sonorous


Hirsute


Eager


Alliance


Adopt


 


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Nature’s Gift

		

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The cooling breeze was welcome

An antidote to the sweltering day

Giving way for an enjoyable walk

Along the front of the bay


Pelicans sitting on the pilings

Watching the fish brought from the boats

Patiently waiting for scraps

To guzzle down their throats 


Rounding the marina

Observing the luxury on display 

A family posing for pictures

On their own special day


Dogs being walked

Children playing on the grass

Couples picnicking on blankets

Champagne drunk from cut glass


Kayaks traversing the water

Paddle boarders staying upright

Sails blocking the low sun

As day prepares for night


Seagulls emphatically cawing

Only they know at whom

Food has probably been espied

A plan of action one assumes


Some dolphins frolic off the shore

Arcing in the water

Flipping the fish they play with

As I continue my saunter


Energy from the water

Is calming to the mind

A day full ups and downs

The stresses left behind


As the sun drops on the horizon 

I give thanks for the therapy

A healing balm

Nature provides for free


Christine Bolton

	    

	    	

	    	
	

	


	
 

 





		
		
					

			
			
			







	
	
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