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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... 
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Who Be the Big Dog? Trudging out back on this Sunday morning all wrapped in my blankets and coats. Uncharacteristic nine inches of snow cover, conceal the Oklahoma landscape. Family of tiny birds who live in the clothesline huddle, shivering in their frozen pipe home. Too cold, one presumes, to breakfast at the feeder hanging next to the tire swing. Sitting on my old, often sat, car seat propped up against the bathroom wall. Dazzled, even amazed by the blanket of snow stretching over the field to the tracks below. Feeble sunlight suddenly, turning field ablaze with uncountable, a layer of rainbow jewels. Respectfully smoking out of doors, even in winter I tease the little, long haired wienie dog. He is daintily, picking his careful way three feet touching the freeze at a time. He whines, yips then howls to go back inside as I chide him about his nice, long-haired coat. He looks at me in my sweats, my stocking hat, my wrap-around blanket, hooded sweatshirt, heavy coat Indian blanket poncho and extra lap blanket; as if to say, “Look who’s talking, bub!” “But I’m not whining to get in”, I argue as Mama comes and let’s the triumphant inside... Daniel J. Burt EndoftheRoad 1/00 (all rights reserved) there is only one... Romans 10:9-10 |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
hehe. The last line makes the poem. Nice writing. |
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Ted Reynolds Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 331 |
You got it, Bleeding. Put it together this well every time, and I'll happily read every one. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very entertaining! I sure can relate to all that snow too! Denise |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
DJ- This sums up the responsibilities of us pet owners. Adorable. Loved the last line. *I thought from the title that it was Balladeer and a can of Vienna Sausages. LOL ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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PhaerieChild Senior Member
since 1999-08-30
Posts 1787Aloha, Oregon |
Dan, I can just see Elvis doing just that!! He just hates the snow!! Glad Mama took pity on him lol. Love the post!! Sis Poetry~ Words falling on paper, painting a dream. Shawna R. Holder Boise, Idaho |
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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
hi, my name is danimal and i have a wuss dog! HI, Danimal! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sure feels like wuss dog anonymous sometimes! Amazing how he always gets his way...now if i could only sit up and beg and get that lip quiver action goin on...hey mama look at me! lol thanks for the input, again {smile} there is only one... Romans 10:9-10 |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
hey there, Okie - snow in Oklahoma - not the best place for it, that's for sure, unless you're a skier who likes hills with 50 feet of total vertical drop - lol. Neat poem. I like the dog's riposte. |
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