Friday, January 17, 2020
Haiku Friday: What is your pet thinking?
The leopard gecko
Is sixteen years old right now
He wants his license.
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable pattern, and have some fun....
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We begin a dance
Pre-dawn ritual
nudges me with nose
He murmurs - uhm, uhm,
Feigning sleep, roll to middle
of bed and settle
He snuggles along
my back, a gentle massage
our breathing in sync
My eyelids flutter
Change is sensed, he stares at me
An hour has past
I say morning Bear
he licks my face, eyes longing
Mom, time to feed me
Pre-dawn ritual
nudges me with nose
He murmurs - uhm, uhm,
Feigning sleep, roll to middle
of bed and settle
He snuggles along
my back, a gentle massage
our breathing in sync
My eyelids flutter
Change is sensed, he stares at me
An hour has past
I say morning Bear
he licks my face, eyes longing
Mom, time to feed me
Rain means Rusty poops
in the house. He has no guilt.
"I poop where I want!"
Storms mean Rusty shakes,
whimpers. He runs to us. "Don't
desert me hoo-mans!"
Wind means Rusty lets
the breeze blow in his face. "So
many smells to smell."
Sun means Rusty lies
in its warmth, stretching, sleeping.
"This is my purpose."
in the house. He has no guilt.
"I poop where I want!"
Storms mean Rusty shakes,
whimpers. He runs to us. "Don't
desert me hoo-mans!"
Wind means Rusty lets
the breeze blow in his face. "So
many smells to smell."
Sun means Rusty lies
in its warmth, stretching, sleeping.
"This is my purpose."
Hi Mark,
I live up in the mountains/valleys region of southeastern BC, Canada, in the small city of Nelson on the Kootenay River, 30 miles before it runs into the Columbia R. a short distance north of the US border. Morgan and I don't have any pets, but we have winter resident deer in some parts around more forested areas of town. During the coldest and/or snowiest periods, I spread horse chestnuts gathered from our big, old tree onto the ground under the densest bunches of tall cedar trees on one side of our house, to keep them less covered up from certain snowfall. So those deer (and a neighbor's extroverted and old cat) are our de facto 'pets'.
I thought that what I sent you Saturday had gone through, but I must have clicked the wrong choice. Here is my haiku - surely the deer's thoughts - after the fact! Thanks for your wonderful blog, Joe
Under the cedars,
Horse chestnuts buried again......
"Stop all the snowfall"!
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I live up in the mountains/valleys region of southeastern BC, Canada, in the small city of Nelson on the Kootenay River, 30 miles before it runs into the Columbia R. a short distance north of the US border. Morgan and I don't have any pets, but we have winter resident deer in some parts around more forested areas of town. During the coldest and/or snowiest periods, I spread horse chestnuts gathered from our big, old tree onto the ground under the densest bunches of tall cedar trees on one side of our house, to keep them less covered up from certain snowfall. So those deer (and a neighbor's extroverted and old cat) are our de facto 'pets'.
I thought that what I sent you Saturday had gone through, but I must have clicked the wrong choice. Here is my haiku - surely the deer's thoughts - after the fact! Thanks for your wonderful blog, Joe
Under the cedars,
Horse chestnuts buried again......
"Stop all the snowfall"!
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