She slept on the floor
but, now, jumps onto the bed.
When will you be back?
No point setting the table;
my spoon grates at the pan.
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Running with the Dog (Atty)
PoésiePerhaps it should read "walking" but that seldom happens. A series of dog poems in many forms: haiku, tanka, cinquain, haibun, pantoum, modern sonnet, sestina, free verse, glosa, and a rhyming poem.
