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Haiku 8 Dogs

looking out a tree stands, a deep growl vibrates, a heedless squirrel plays

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Daver Austin

Date: 3/1/2016 11:38:00 AM

Yep! Our trouble is stray cats. Despite the crows warning, the "heedless" squirrels dare. I can't condemns the cats, hunting is their nature. Nature can be cruel. Love your Haiku. daver

Skat A

Date: 11/28/2015 6:14:00 PM

David, hope he can't reach, Love the dog haiku. SKAT

Paul Callus

Date: 3/3/2015 3:57:00 PM

Lovely visual, David. Read your comment down below...puts us more into the picture. All the best. // paul

Sara Kendrick

Date: 2/5/2015 6:14:00 AM

Those squirrels just love that..I have seen them run down the tree just above the dog and chirp like they are making fun of the dog..Thanks for dropping by..Sara

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

Date: 1/15/2015 6:39:00 AM

a deep growl vibrates, heedless squirrel. Ohhh. Love...Rajat

Cynthia Jones

Date: 1/13/2015 9:52:00 AM

I can see it now David. Great Haiku. *S*Cynthia

Christy Grace

Date: 12/3/2014 4:44:00 PM

I new I would love this when I read the title!:) Love the descriptive words you used.

Doris Jamoner

Date: 10/30/2014 12:45:00 PM

haha Soo cute ^^

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/29/2014 12:08:00 AM

that heedless squirrel had better take heed!!!

Jasmine Cruz

Date: 10/24/2014 10:24:00 PM

nice take on ventures of a squirrel. Welcome to the soup. hope you enjoy

David Meade
Date: 10/29/2014 9:14:00 PM

Thank-you, so far I am enjoying the soup and your all of your poem. All the best.

David Meade

Date: 10/23/2014 2:27:00 PM

Setting in the study, Duke and Zoe (my two golden retrievers) stare out the window – hair standing up upon their necks, aghast that a squirrel plays before them. Running back and forth between study window and the front door – growling and barking, besides themselves that this intruder is enjoying the morning looking for acorns! I believe they secretly like it . . . a game. Another day begins.