Saturday, December 11, 2010

Whirligig Poem -- Old dogs

Old dogs and old tricks


searching my soul today, finding pups of all sorts

impotent hounds trying to make love with their kin

molesting is too good a word for their antics  

nightmares come forth easily for their prey, sic em

cheesy they try to be, dog full of baloney


moonlight softens making pale light for hounds in love

Bright enough, it siluettes lightning bugs for jars

Bitches safe but scared bejeebies, their short hair curls


sun will shine in the morning, new or tired is all

The naughty dogs will come home to eat and to rest

calm is a word some don't know.  Fed, they'll go again


aubades for the ladies, know not old suitors safe


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"The Ancestors Explain How Envy Grew" by Afaa Michael Weaver: 

searching, impotent, molest, nightmares, cheese, moonlight, jars, curl, sun, dogs, calm, aubades*

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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with    the Real Toads in the Imaginary Garden,
 for her The Tuesday Platform

*aubades: "... love poems or songs welcoming or lamenting the arrival of the dawn. The form originated in medieval France. See John Donne’s “The Sun Rising” and Louise Bogan’s “Leave-Taking.” Browse more aubade poems."


At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 10:29:00 AM, Blogger Jim said...

FROM 12/15/15 POSTING:

Labels: Humor(?), Poem, Syllabic Form, Tuesday Platform, Whirligig poem

posted by Jim @ 12/15/2015 12:30:00 AM


==>1. At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 1:16:00 AM, Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...
The idea of "impotent hounds trying to make love with their kin" leaves a strange--uneasy and mildly grossed out--image in my head...

Very interesting use of the 12 words, Jim.

==>2. At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 4:26:00 AM, Blogger Faycin A Croud said...
A fascinating write. I feel that the dogs are thoughts in their rawest form, untamed and sometimes unwanted. I'm not sure if that's what you were going for, but that's what I gleaned from it.
Beautiful dog in the picture! Surely this dog is a thought of the pleasant variety. :-)

==>3. At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 6:14:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...
I have a feeling you talk about men and not dogs.

==>4. At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 6:58:00 AM, Blogger Outlawyer said...
Ha--a very interesting poem--I like dogs a lot but they do have their baser instincts as do people. Not a love poem--though I think you have a certain affection here too. k.

==>5. At Tuesday, December 15, 2015 8:09:00 AM, Blogger kaykuala said...
Old dogs and old tricks

They're obviously adept at it. New tricks are the ones wanting, perhaps!



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