special yummies
for my cats– a box
of fluttering moths
special yummies
for my cats– a box
of fluttering moths
I crack a drawer of doggy treat stash
And kibble klatchers cease chasing balls
Then stampede into my area en masse,
Ricocheting off the cubicle walls.
Brad protects us from UPS deliveries
Silly Ruckus is just how his name sounds
Gus likes to squeeze between my knees
Poppy’s a pro on biscuit begging rounds.
Mila’s part seagull, vocal and skittish,
Lily is content to tailgate Poppy around,
Old Pete is reserved and maybe British,
Puppy Kia runs paper clips to ground.
Pure adoration with no gripes nor lies
Drips from tongues hanging like pink neckties.
Enjoying Life In New Ways
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
my humanity in written form
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
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