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Puppy breath lullaby
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Puppy breath lullaby |
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jbowie Member
since 2000-02-18
Posts 135BANGOR (that OR) ME |
Two a.m. and my eyes waver between open and shut, as it seems my twisted sheets have conspired to remodel my bed into enemy territory where sleep scampers about trying to avood the crosshairs of the sniper insomnia It is at these times that my mind billows forth all it contains, like a child at a slumber party who vehemently refuses to sleep, mumbling softly to the other children who all conspire to remain awake against the wishes of tired parents I roll slowly from my bed, wincing as my bare feet touch the cold surface of rough-hewn pine floors, standing and streching I shake off the age that creeps into my bones during the night as I shuffle step lightly toward the window The old bullseyed glass windowpanes stand thickly laden with crystalline patterned frost that I brush away with the tattered sleeve of my bathrobe, and peer querulously out into my yard observing the face of a long dark night The chalk white moon rests it's weary head over the rambling uneven pines, casting a ghostlike light over my glittering snowscaped lawn which no longer shows my neglect and inept ability of pushing the mower under a burning late august sun Headlights from late night travelers pass slowly in the distance, occasionally passing between the snow caked trunks of the pine trees that mark the line between my tiny country home, and the pressing worries of the world beyond As I think again in silence, with furrowed brows I hear movement as my new puppy Charlie stretches and wanders towards me with a soft click clack of his claws on the pine floor, looking ponderously at me, wondering if he too should be awake I reach down and pat his head, leaning close enough to smell his milky breath, as I smile and ask him if he would like to go out, getting the response of several wet licks as he wags his whole body while running downstairs I walk down the stairs with each step seeming to lighten my worries, Charlie wines while I open the door and we both race outside, ignoring the cold of the night, while he runs about fetching a stick pulled from a hiding place in the snow Again in my room, I settle Charlie down at my feet listening as he curls up and quickly falls to sleep while I also grow peacefully tired, relieved of all my great worries and stress as I listen to his breath pass, in a slow soft lullaby A real man kisses his children goodnight |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
James~ With images like this to be viewed ... I'd welcome insomnia. Quietly serene ... and the puppy did the trick of capturing my heart all the way. Wonderful, my friend. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
o yuh i have the insomnia...i have no problems when the baby cries at night i just go comfort him and as he relaxes i too grow sleepy...nice poem very nice |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
James this is wonderful! WOW!! Great imagery! I could picture the whole scene in my mind. You are a truly gifted writer! The little puppy was the perfect touch too!! Denise |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Excellent writing, James. You made the scenes very visible and real. |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
I can relate to this one! I have two dogs of my own they are a blessing, at least most days. I can't tell you how many sleepless nights I walked the floor only to be followed by two wagging tails wondering what's going on. A great poem, I truly enjoyed it. Marina |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
James, this is nearly enough to make me want to run out and get a new puppy....  |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi James, Thank you for the wonderful trip to your house sounds beautiful. I have two VERY BIG parrots so a puppy would be a snack for them so can't have other animals but your poem is enough to enjoy a pup. Cerenity |
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LittleBoyLost Junior Member
since 2000-03-14
Posts 28 |
Wonderfully written and an added bonus for a fellow dog lover. Thanks. LBL |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Loved this...being the "mom" of a new puppy myself...enjoyed the view into your puppy night...and the poem. |
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jbowie Member
since 2000-02-18
Posts 135BANGOR (that OR) ME |
thank all of you for the replies did anyone get the feeling this was written by an older man? Gotta love the puppy stuff!! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I definitely empathized with that age creeping into your bones during the night! LOL. This is wonderful... a delightful read! |
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