Peanuts

As I shell the peanuts

Sitting comfortably,

Running comes my dog

With doleful eyes begs he.

One-Liner Wednesday – Conspiracy

This post is in response to Linda’s  #1OneLinerWednesday.

I always wonder if a dogs are able to give unconditional love because they have the same alphabets as God, but than what about dogs in other languages?

Must be another conspiracy of those good old Brits to call the canines dogs.

Skooby will really like to sleep on that conspiracy thought.

Did Linda really say it has to be a one liner?

 

Plotting a Murder : Going For the Kill

This poem is a continuation of my earlier poem, Plotting a Murder: The Trap (https://wp.me/p73yZZ-42S), posted on December 14, 2018.  I reproduced the earlier poem at the end of this one.

The saga continues, trap was set and baited,

We gave a free run of the place to the usurpers.

To a long planned vacation we went,

Alas, days had passed and still no carcass.

Plotting a Murder : The Trap

Vanishing food from the bowl

Happy that he was eating well

Till I saw some morsels in a corner

Arranged nicely in a row in perfect order

Limerick Challenge Week 15: Dark

Alone at night, my mood down and dark

In the distance I hear a lonely dog bark

A door slowly creaks open

With a furtive glance he ran

She followed stark naked singing like a lark

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This post is in response to Limerick Challenge Week 15 by MindandLifeMatters

My first attempt at writing a limerick