STOP TO SMELL THE FLOWERS

Autumn Fence, Woodstock, Vermont

 

A walk down a country road,

not knowing what it may hold.

Leaves crunch loudly beneath my feet,

walking fast is no easy feat.

I need to get home to make dinner,

I’d hoped the walk would make me thinner.

But I need to slow down and breath the air,

as sweet as cotton candy at a fair.

My steps follow the white picket fence,

the other side makes me cold and tense.

The huge dog jumps high in the air,

his eyes white dots in his black hair.

He whimpers and walks closer to me,

his dark eyes as wide as can be.

He lifts a large paw to the gate,

as I slow down my frenzied gait.

I stop in place to pet his head,

I know I have just made my bed.

I will now be home late for dinner,

but the dog knows I’m still the winner.

I have stopped to smell the flowers,

I’m refreshed with super powers.

I race home with new resolve,

no more time puzzles to solve.

NOUNOUS–THE IMPATIENT MALTESE

My favorite picture of my Maltese, Nounous.
He is waiting for my daughter
to come home from New York City.
The train whistles.
He searches for the train.
He waits impatiently by the car window.
The train pulls into the station. 
The doors pass by, one by one.
They are moving too fast for him 
to see his beloved friend.
The train stops.
The doors open.
He sees her.
He howls, 
pawing at the window.
He is still not sure.
He’s waiting for her to walk closer.
She stops beside the car window 
and shouts,”Nounous I’m home.”
He jumps up and down, 
woofing with joy.
She is home. 

 

LET’S PLAY DEAD

blackoutraven:</p> <p>PLAY DEAD</p> <p>I have a good idea!<br /> If THE DEAD are coming to town,<br /> then we should make believe we are also dead.<br /> How do you like my costume?<br /> THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST<br /> http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=2940148410881

blackoutraven:

PLAY DEAD

I have a good idea!

If THE DEAD are coming to town,

then we should make believe we are also dead.

How do you like my costume?

THE DEAD GAME BY SUSANNE LEIST

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=2940148410881

HELLO MY BEST FRIEND

HELLO MY BEST FRIEND

 

Hello my best friend.
What are you thinking as
you stare out the car window?
Are you waiting for one of your
human sisters to come home?
Are you watching for the train?
What goes through your mind?
Whatever thoughts you are having
are definitely pure and sweet,
for you are the sweetest animal.
I love you my dear, Nounous.

NOUNOUS–THE MOST IMPATIENT MALTESE

NOUNOUS–THE IMPATIENT MALTESE

 

This is my favorite picture of my Maltese, Nounous.
He is waiting for the LIRR to bring my daughter home from New York City.
He hears the train whistle but can’t see a train.
He becomes impatient.
He sits at the window, waiting.
As the train pulls into the station, he watches the doors pass by.
They are moving too fast for him to see his beloved friend.
The train stops.
The doors open.
Watching and waiting, he sees her.
He begins to howl, pawing at the window.
He is still not sure.
He has to wait for her to come closer.
It looks like her, but he can’t tell.
She is beside the car window and shouts,”Nounous I’m home.”
He jumps up and down, woofing with joy.
She is home.