Another Boy and Dog Interaction

Watching an ice cream cone being licked
The dog sat patiently licking his lips

Afraid and melting from the dog’s stare
The cone made sticky hands
Of a boy who didn’t care
Lost in a licking contest
The dogs eyes transfixed with jealousness
And out of its mouth
A growling whimper
Howling thoughts of chops full of ice cream

Now quick came a lashing of verbal bashing
For thoughts of such glee
A fantasy finding its false
Embarrassing the dog into a backwards waltz
Leading it, a tail without any bounce
Gave the boy’s guilt another ounce
Creating a puddle of cream and cracked cone
Around a dog not even known

Now the boy started to walk away
But the dog’s happiness was shown
With chops of cream and crumbed cone
Inhaled in two seconds flat
Now in search of new glory with added fat
To start a new story
Of kids feeling sorry
For dogs on the scurry

Ode to the Box

Nicely greeting
Inviting words to see me
The box of wine pours sweetly
Like a waterfall, purplish tall
It soothes the savage meekly
But when Almaden creeps out of men
Schmoosing too completely
A burst of anger sounds
Founding fleeting steam
Of druken fine a slurring dream
to unwind, so unrecognizably a tempting crime

But now the morning sun ahead
The lark comes drumming towards your bed
And waking dryly, an aching head
The serenades are dead
Fancy stories unrecorded
Filled with fairy tale and fury
Of ancient history and full of glory
Fainting fables fast delete

And even after everyone has gone
The box is halfway full — not beat
Standing pround and tall
The wine has seen it all
Now screaming secrets no one hears
The box stands on, ungone
With patience overdrawn
Unforgotten its essential feature
Later that night a party sweeper
Every drop’s a pleaser

Ode to Sour Cream

Sitting quietly with no regard
Hardly caring, slightly staring
Fitting atop a spoon
Swooning in the summer heat
The sour cream is near defeat
Softly white without too much blight
Longing for refrigeration
With flabby curves and inner might
Nothing seems so quite pristine
As a dallop of sour cream