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Dog In a Turning Pond

Paws in a rippling swash thrash and dip in a twirling circle, paddlewheel a roundness. Mouth wide in the sluice, a sodden rudder pushes sideways braiding a foaming wake. Pond and dog orbit an ocular sky, watery eyes memo the turning scene: a bobbing hat floats beneath clouds, a heron fishing under its stooping shadow, a nodding woman upon a snorting horse, a stroller leading a man on the outer rim. The delirious dog bites a wave and sneezes, while to-and-fro, a bobbing ball seductively, turns his world.

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Date: 2/18/2020 9:27:00 AM
I do enjoy your poetic eye. I love a last line that turns like that. xomo
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Eric Ashford
Date: 2/18/2020 9:37:00 AM
Thanks Maureen, good to get feedback on this.

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