A sad limerick Ever since the day Baby was born, Ol' Doggy was left feeling forlorn; So, he packed his fave snacks; Slung pack over his back... Mourning, he left home to go it alone. What Do You See? #187 For WDYS #187, Sadje offers us this photo (Image: Grin @ Unsplash) of a French… Continue reading Out with the old, or: A dog’s life
Jackie was no expert on birds, but the tiny, timorous creature by the foot of the tree looked spare and pitiful; its palpable distress gave the child a case of the collywobbles. Tenderly, the schoolgirl leaned down and scooped the bird up in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully. Perhaps it… Continue reading A case of the collywobbles
A 'Troiku' subtle airy chill her bare midriff draws glances taut muscles pull leash subtle airy chill drifts through my half-closed window rosy cheeks outside midriff draws glances tiny goosebumps on tanned skin nipples poke fabric taut muscles pull leash fastened to small dog's jacket oh- Autumn's arrived #TankaTuesday For Tanka Tuesday, hosted by Colleen… Continue reading Subtle airy chill, or: Nipples poke fabric
A limerick Proud as a peacock, Birdie puffed out her chest. For her little chickies, she'd have only the best! Regardless the weather, She'd keep herself in fine feather; So, her human pet would feather their nest. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #148 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration… Continue reading Proud as a peacock, or: In fine feather
Cassie wasn't worried; the pup always found his way home, as if he'd been equipped with broadband. Rex would return, eyes shining with laughter, carrying some stranger's property in his mouth. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #218;Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: 'broadband';Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: 'shine';Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing… Continue reading Eyes shining with laughter
Ever so tenderly and with devoted reverence, Neeraj approached his beloved Aarav and pet his friend's face, as the light slowly faded from the ancient, gentle elephant's luminous golden eyes. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #208;Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #257
Poetry Partners #48 A senryū by Beka Tucker of 'bekatucker' Greyhound, sleek and fast. Sleep on my couch, safe and home. Adopted and ours. Beka Tucker: https://bekatucker.com/ A Cleave poem by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ (in the form of two senryū) greyhound, sleek and fast, delicate Bella,sleep on my couch, safe and home,running… Continue reading Fields, or: Dreams
The weathered old man sauntered slowly, painfully, as the kitten peered through the cracked window. He pushed open the rickety door, approaching the creature with a wry grin. "I'm dying, Sparky; I can tell... So goes the last human!" ... "I wonder… Could you water the roses after I'm gone, little friend?" Photo by Josephine This… Continue reading Could you water the roses for me
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