The Whippet

A whippet ran past me along the boardwalk.

I never saw one outside of those shows where

they prance about so unnaturally.

I chased it down, as far as I could,

but the slope was steep and

the walk had stopped, at the point

where once the water stood

Fresh and blue,

I choose to remember things

as they were

Yet for that dog,

it moved so fast,

my only memory

continues as a blur

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. 

The Patient Pup

Dog lying in bed

Half in slumber, half awake

Waiting for your face

My Babies

Toby is all curled up

Half hidden by the sheets

Right next to mommy’s head,

Chelsea’s in the living room,

Where it’s quiet and warm

The flat screen is playing but she doesn’t care,

The house is calm and dimly lit,

 Chelsea decides to rise from her chair

And keep mom and Toby Company,

Soon however the screams will start,

A toy gets between the two,

The girl can’t seem to share,

Even if it’s something she doesn’t want

If Toby wants it than she does to,

Before someone were to hurt the other,

Then feel terribly for their blunder,

So I take away the toy and put the both of them in a time out,

They look at me with the what did I do stare, so precious I must avert my eyes,

And as soon as I lock the cage, the bell rings outside rings on cue,

Then on command the puppies cry again.