Christmas Dogs

Merry Christmas from Toby and Chelsea.

Arriving Home

A                                  You find the biscuits, just as you get home

Dollar                              Another pen, some more mints and then

Scratches back                          Of you children, two cats-two dogs

At Pursestrings coin                     Cell, pens, tissue, Mints, pictures

Rhythmically scattered                            Strewn all abouts the lint

Strewn all abouts the lint                            Rhythmically scattered

Cell, pens, Tissue, mints, pictures                    At pursestrings coin

Of your children, two cats-two dogs                        Scratches back

Another pen, some more mints and then                              Dollar

You find the biscuits, just as you get home                                   A

Closing the car door with a tinny boom Heart anticipates fiery hellos

Ears peak into windowsill BARK-BARKIdentities announcing to glass 

The canines are the most needy              They cry in overzealous joy

The cats will lay in waiting                         Probably high above the

As I turn the doorknob                                    Carpeting, on tables

The symphony looms,                                       High upon, for safe

As eyes distract                                                    Keeping, yet still

Mine, from the                                                                Always in

mess they                                                                          Line of

made                                                                                  Sight

                                                     

                                                     

Mad                                                                               Meow

yet how                                                                      Strutting

could I stay                                                           Along polished

in such a state                                                 wood, tails pointing

when surrounded by                                       Purring as they move

all these precious faces                                   Contemplating briefly

That paint me an image, that                 If the moment is now ripe 

my safe return from the mall, is          To avenge past memories, or

the only thing mattering at all  Pouncing, just for the great fun it is

Until noses astir the biscuits scent Instead they jubilantly follow me.

Not sure if I worked within the form or not.  I did count the syllables in each line, so i think I did.  But if not it was pretty fun regardless.  Hope you all enjoy the pics.  I have so many of them I didn't really know which to pick, so just grabbed the first ones for each that popped up.

Thanks go to D'Verse and their Form For All prompt, because without it I never would have thought this piece up tonight.