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Thoughtful Gifts
Gave my fish a bicycle for his birthday but he does not ride it around his bowl. Gave my loyal dog Bobo a modern poetry anthology but I never see him reading though it has been chewed. Gave the cat … Continue reading
Life and Death in January
Birds outside my window appear extra juicy but I know they’re just fluffing their feathers to fight the inevitable. Moriarty leaves passive aggressive notes for me in my bed or shoes if I don’t let him outside despite a wind … Continue reading
Fraiku: Frustration
Outside my window a cedar waxwing riot black cat stuck inside (I’d never noticed a cedar waxwing before but there were a dozen or more going crazy over whatever they found in the gutters above my apartment. Moriarty’s tail was … Continue reading
Fraiku: After an Autumn Rain
Leaves glisten under the orange moon a black cat flicks stray droplets from aggravated ears (Let’s claim this was written for this week’s LP prompt but we all know who really inspired this one: Moriarty.)
A Bird in the Hand…
Bobo wouldn’t know what to do with a bird if he ever caught one. He’d probably play with it like a chew toy until it stopped squeaking then leave me to bury the body. Moriarty has honed instincts for the … Continue reading
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30 Reasons April is the Cruellest Month
Bobo‘s favorite tennis ball, the color of pine tree pollen,still rests in my hand after a pump fake launched him running.He saunters back, tail wagging, ready for another round,not realizing he’s been the victim of a cruel joke. Moriarty doesn’t … Continue reading
Fraiku: My Black Cat
Born on Friday the 13thhe crosses humans’ pathsjust for fun
Far from the Madding Crows
Another combination of two prompts:For today’s prompt, write a mad poem.Comic artist Lynda Barry, and asks you to write about dogs you have known, seen, or heard about. Far from the Madding Crows There’s a murder of crows conveningoutside my … Continue reading
How to Bad Luck
For today’s prompt, write a How to Blank poem. Today, in honor of the potential luckiness of the number 13, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that joyfully states that “Everything is Going to Be Amazing.” How … Continue reading
Squirrels have Personalities
Squirrels have Personalities I’ve got no beef with the quiet oneswho go about their squirrely business,turning over brittle brown leavesin search of fatty seeds and nuts. It’s the ruffians and scapegracesin the yard, taunting my cat, Moriarty,with their harsh chitters … Continue reading