Morning Dog
This one’s a Mask poem, which means that it’s from the point of view of an animal or inanimate object.
Bedtime
Cat sleeping with one eye open
in case Dog flies down the stairs.
What Happened?
Everything’s changed.
She used to float above me like a soft, white cloud.
Now her voice is sharp with lightning strikes;
she thunders at me for little things.
Our Dog’s Adoption Story
Freshman Dodger John Ely is pitching his 2nd game ever in the majors
sending those balls skidding past every one of the Brewers,
making them spin like tops,
no one gets on—
what a great dance.
The Handmade Doll From the Museum Shop … Meets our Dog
With birthday money,
I buy the one with pigtails
brown skin
white apron over her gingham dress
holding a pet duck.
Veteran Dog to Cocky Puppy
Take the leash, Kid, take the ride.
Yep—it could be to the vet.
Or maybe waiting in the shade.
Or a romp on the beach.
Heck—it could be a ham bone
after heel-sit-stay.
Evening in Paris … in the Dog Park
We are lucky
to have not one
but eight Eiffel Towers
linked by wires
marching over the dog park.
Adolescent Dog — alliteration, assonance, and consonance
You curl,
a cooked piece of pasta
on the round rug,
squeaky panda under your paw
I Have No
I have no rain inside my house,
no grass instead of rug,
no tiny living dinosaur,
no belching monster bug.
Enormously Touching Reunion From a Dog’s Point of View
We just got back from a few days at UC Berkeley. The weather was perfect, we went on a dream hike with our son, I am swooning with happiness. When we picked him up at our dogsitter’s, Eli seemed glad to see us.