On her blog, A Different Perspective, my buddy Murisopsis laid down
a challenge for National Poetry Month: using the supplied prompts, in any order, write thirteen poems in 30 days (one poem each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday through the month of April). The first week, I managed to nail three prompts with one poem. It was so much fun, I decided to choose three more and try it again.
1. Write a limerick
6. Write a poem about dogs
9. Write an acrostic poem using an emotion
Without further ado, here is my blissful acrostic limerick about dogs:
WALKING THE DOGS
Bold-nosed explorers are they
Lollygaggers at the odor buffet
In the grass, on a tree
Smelly poop, pungent pee
So strong I can’t pull them away
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Doggone funny.
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Thanks, PB. Skooby knows what I’m talking about. Smelling what’s new among the bushes, trees, grass, rocks, sewer drains, trash cans, puddles. 🙂
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Absolutely.
Strangely though he stays away from poo..
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I’m still giggling at the “Lollygaggers at the odor buffet”.
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Thanks, Judy, glad it tickled your funny bone. Dog walks are all about the smells–appreciating the ones left by others and adding to the melee. They say dog noses are a million times more sensitive to odors than human ones, and they communicate with each other using pee-mail. 🙂
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I don’t like to touch dogs’ noses, just for this reason.
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I’ve had dogs for 24 years, Tippy, so I’ve kind of moved beyond the “gross factor.” They don’t usually stick their nose into the source of the odor, getting close is enough to satisfy them. Unless it’s deer poop, then they will drop and roll, smear it all over their necks and shoulders. They probably hate baths because of the citrus shampoo we use, it would be like someone peeling an orange right under your nose, non-stop for 15 minutes. 🙂
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So true about citrus. Sometimes one of our dogs will stare at me with sad, hungry eyes while I’m eating an orange. All I have to do is offer it an orange peel, and after one sniff that dog gets the hell away from me.
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Brava!! That p-mail gets them every time! I love how you have combined these forms! (Thanks tons for playing along!)
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Thanks, Muri. Would you believe I have never completed one of these challenges before? So I intend to keep going, all the way to the finish. This one was more of a puzzle than most. To work as a limerick, the emotion had to have five letters and be in some way related to the overall theme of dogs. Then, the poem’s lines had to start with those letters, and follow the rhythm and rhyme scheme for a limerick. Whew! Thanks for putting the challenge out there, and for keeping it real–if this had been a daily exercise, I would have given up long ago. 🙂
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I’m enjoying your poetry! You are definitely crushing it!!
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Very nice, but maybe you need smaller dogs, or a winch.
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Thanks, Snoozin. I like big friendly dogs better than little snarky ones. The dog I regularly walk is a 65-pounder with a mind of his own when it comes to smells. I usually just let him sniff to his heart’s content. Why not? It’s his walk. 🙂
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That’s hilarious, Joan! You nailed it, lollygagging and all!
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Thanks, Lana. Some smells are like magnets for my blissful little lollygaggers. 🙂
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two paws up
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Two paws up, nose to the ground, maybe a rib bone to be found? 🙂
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Great post
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Thanks, Kyle. You caught me in the midst of a Poetry Month Challenge that continues through the end of April. More coming, check back! 🙂
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“odor buffet” is a perfect phrase. I always imagine that if someone asked my dog “How was your walk?” she would answer “Super! So many interesting things to sniff!”
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Hubby often complains about the dogs zig-zagging around, criss-crossing their leashes, stopping at an interesting odor and refusing to be pulled away, instead of just walking along beside us at a nice, predictable pace. Dog walks are not for walking, they are for reading and answering p-mail. 🙂
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🙂 !!!!
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Ha! Bold-nosed lollygagging is Jett’s specialty! 😛
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Jett, too? It was raining this morning and both dogs still wanted to dawdle and sniff, not caring a whit that they were getting soaked. They leave their poo in specially chosen spots and are probably dismayed when I pick it up and take it home. 🙂
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Ha! They take all that effort to choose the perfect spot, only for their clueless owners to bring it right along as a souvenir. 😛
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