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3 dogs' tails
by Charlie Morgana peel of the moon's rind, slivered,
carrying faintness to another level.
sitting promptly awaiting Orion and
his two pups that roam the night skies.
i sit in my spa, water smoking steam;
its noiseless curls,all headed upward
to the heavens of the dark.
as the neighbors shrubs hide Orions descent
into the wee-ness of early morning hours.
and Odie barks at both Canis Major
and Canis Minor, as they all trail
Taurus' tail, romping through the skies
and on top of me. 01/07/2011 Posted on 01/07/2011
Copyright © 2025 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 01/08/11 at 02:36 AM Well.
It must be time to take them for a walk. Get outa the tub and get at it, poet! Love it as per the usual. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/08/11 at 01:47 PM There is nothing like a night sky to bring out the best in someone. Nice write Charlie. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/27/11 at 02:10 AM A most enjoyable soothing view of the night sky. OOPS! Interrupted by the dog who wants attention as well! |
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