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Open Poetry #49

Winston On Ice

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

0 posted 2015-11-29 08:20 AM

Winston’s world is lacquered in ice.
Nature calls and he must obey
out the door to do his business.
Porch steps slide him to the sidewalk
where toenails get no traction.
All fours in different directions,
He slip-slides to the crusty crunchy grass.
Slowly stepping on crushed crystals
of unfamiliar terra firma,
he noses his stomping ground.
Finding a place that will do,
he does.
He retreats from the hard grass high-stepping.
He slip toes the side walk
to the icy steps.
His usual bounding turned to floundering
as he scramble claws his way to the top.
As proud as if he’d scaled Mt. Kilimanjaro,
He scratches at the door to come back in.

LGR©11/29/15

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2015-11-29 10:55 AM

I'm seeing what you described.

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

2 posted 2015-11-30 10:50 AM

Thanks for looking in. ~L

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