The Night Before
...'Twas the night before Christmas
When our hounddog got suspicious
Not that he was in the least bit malicious
But he did smell something deviously delicious
As he caught the cat and the fieldmouse...
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Categories:
fieldmouse, animal, christmas, dog, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
On a Park Bench
...Snow falls the velvet gown
my hand imprints its deep pile
as if a memory
footprints of a fieldmouse slide and circle
a figure skaters choreography
the sun rises from above the cloud
as if a gro...
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Categories:
fieldmouse, introspection
Form: Prose Poetry