Sunday, April 29, 2018

When Dog Is Done

When dog is done
night eats day
to full
the moon
or so
wolves
say

For Fireblossom Friday at Real Toads.  Also submitted to Poetry Pantry at Poets United.

18 comments:

R.K. Garon said...

OK... So that is how it's done : )
ZQ

Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

Oh this is such a delightful tale!!

Sherry Marr said...

If they say it, it must be so! Smiles.

Vivian Zems said...

These wolves are deep thinkers! :)

Toni Spencer said...

Those wolves...deep creatures.

C. Sandlin said...

Such a great story :)

Wendy Bourke said...

Very clever word play here. I enjoyed this!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

And the dogs will have a different version.

I don't know how this tiny poem manages to be so perfect and beautiful!

Fireblossom said...

I make it my business always to take wolves at their word!

Gillena Cox said...

Bravo, im reading 'dog' as dog day - very hot day

much love...

Kerry O'Connor said...

This contains all the gravity of those myths of earth and sky untainted by missionary zeal.

Kim Russell said...

Your little gem of a poem is going to go round and round my head all day!

grapeling said...

cool

brudberg said...

Always trust the wolf

Thotpurge said...

wise wolf...

Mary said...

Indeed!

Magaly Guerrero said...

No wonder the wolf howls...

dsnake1 said...

exquisite!
they have their theories too.