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GIVE ME ALL THE DOGS

CrystalBeamerLeeds1990
Give me all the dogs
that are standing in pens
in their own crap and pee.

Give me all the dogs
that have never been
loved or had sympathy.

Give me all the dogs
that are so matted and
filthy, their skin is rotting.

Give me all the dogs
whose feet never touched grass
and have never heard their people singing.

Give me all the dogs
who are wandering and lost because
their people really wanted stuffed animals.

Give me all the dogs
that are smothered
in plastic bags by the armfuls.

Give me all the dogs
that are ancient, blind, deaf and
suddenly find that their people are gone.

Give me all the dogs
that have been dropped by the side of the road
or on someone else’s lawn.

Give me all the dogs
that are tied outside, looking in your windows
and only see people when they get their meals.

Give me all the dogs
so at least they can get one hug and kiss
before their fates are sealed.

Give me all the people
who are responsible for this cruelty
so that I can put them on display
in crates or drop them off in deserts
in the middle of the day.

Give me all the people.

Give me all the dogs.

Debb Miller

NaPoWriMo

BLAME  IT ALL ON SOMEONE ELSE

Once I saw a dainty dancer

She twirled across the stage.

I wondered if this little figure

Was filled with joy or rage?

 

I saw no feelings on her face

As it was just a blur

I stood there staring at her grace

And wished I could be her.

 

Once I saw a woman ride

A horse so artfully;

Not a movement did she make

Their minds were one, you see

 

They walked and turned while in the ring

They cantered, jumped and flew.

Horse and rider both as one

I said “I want to be you”

 

Unfortunately, I go through life

Not looking at my talents.

Not confident of me, myself,

And lacking any balance

 

I try to show some confidence

I act so large and tall.

But family, friends and strangers

Don’t see me here at all.

 

I passed this on to daughter love

I was afraid of her conceit

And now I feel so terribly bad

That all she only feels defeat.

 

I know we’ve all made errors

And wish we could have changed.

But, sadly we must live with them

And only feel deranged.

 

Well, I’ve made so many “mother” errors

I remember every one

They’re things my mother taught to me

And Dr. Spock’s “good” way.

 

So, I crawl again beneath my rock

Relieved to be alone.

Perhaps this is my chosen space,

My special safety zone.

NaPoWriMo, 2013, #18, Beginning and End (Prompt)

FOREVER

Impossible to look over your shoulder when you need to watch the face.
The face looks at you so kindly. You dare not drop the mace.
The eyes that twinkle merrily while sucking out your life
while behind you moving slowly is the same face with a knife.

You would think you’d learned your lesson and just pack your bags and leave.
You get so tired of watching and you do so need reprieve.
But why bother when you know these things and its way too late to quibble?
Besides, you’ve tried
You’re tired now
No Time
Watch out
Impossible

NaPoWriMo #12- Unspeakables

Now this one felt REALLY good!  Everyone should do this.

I want to put my hands around your neck
and swing you boldly off the deck.
Did you just fart? I’d like to know.
Is that a wart and will it grow?

With only three teeth how can you chew?
I might be older but look younger than you.
Your face looks like you ran into a train.
Your ass is so big you must use a crane.

Fix your gums because of your breath.
I’ll not eat your food, it will cause my death.
The dress you gave me looks like a rag.
Your house smells so bad I’m going to gag.

If you use big words then know what they mean.
If I looked like you I’d try not to be seen.
Your son just died? That’s not so bad
he was ugly and dumb just like his Dad.

Oh, all these things I’ve wanted to say
and now that I’ve said them they’ll go away.
I’ll just hit delete on this little machine
and what once was will never have been!