Mango — Manghee
introduction, adopting
family, extending
tummy-scratching, purring
foot-sitting, tail curliquing
plane chasing, squirrel stalking
treat loving, circuitous dancing
cautious walker, lead slacking
intense sniffing, sidewalk trotting
sad eyed, longing
deep sighing, lay down resigning
eyes clouding, ears failing
lost in the yard, searching
forever, sleeping
quadrille for mlmm Saturday Mix – Lorraine 04.03.05
Lorraine's frilly freudian slip 
March 7, 2017 at 9:48 am
I like some counted short forms…the longer they get the more confused I get.
I like what you did here. Reminds me of our shelter pet…who now sleeps forever.
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March 7, 2017 at 10:07 am
Thank you — I find 44 words in free verse doable — it’s when the lines, and stanzas are counted and metered, I get confused, lost, and say — not for me.
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March 7, 2017 at 1:48 pm
Meters and Limericks not my thing :)
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March 7, 2017 at 3:14 pm
I can read pieces in meter and limericks with enjoyment — but write them . . .
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March 7, 2017 at 4:15 pm
There are other things we can do well that perhaps others cannot…
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March 7, 2017 at 5:05 pm
You are a master of the mashup — no one can weave together as many threads as you into a tapestry cross prompts, genres, expectations. A whole cloth on the loom on your imagination.
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March 7, 2017 at 5:17 pm
You are very kind. Prompts are just puzzle pieces that I sentence together ;)
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March 7, 2017 at 5:21 pm
On a very creative loom/slate/page.
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March 6, 2017 at 11:04 pm
The last line brought tears to my eyes.
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March 7, 2017 at 10:06 am
I thought it might. Your furry friend was such a member of your family. Manghee adopted us as a member of his extended family. He was in so much pain, blind, and deaf that I felt a sad relief at his release. He truly does sleep now — peacefully without the painful dreams he had towards the end.
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March 7, 2017 at 7:23 pm
I remember Manghee. I understand about the relief. I’m glad Sandy didn’t suffer. That would have been harder I think.
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March 5, 2017 at 8:10 pm
great way to present a Quadrille – and interesting subject – I like the “unusual” about this combo and how you’ve paired it – and pared it down to “bite size” treats ;)
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March 5, 2017 at 11:52 pm
Thanks. I laid down thoughts, in a random order — then added a beginning and end to the count of 44. I like quadrilles, but am afraid mine sound forced to reduce/increase to that magic number. Funny how different it feels when trying a po.em rather than a piece of prose. Though I do struggle with word counts, then, too. Ah, a stream of consciousness response — headachy again.
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March 6, 2017 at 9:25 am
it’s okay to play, and sometimes word counts are too limiting, but then, they are good exercises too …. sometimes though, it’s the subject that doesn’t want to fit the form ….
either way, I like this :)
and I hope you’re feeling much better (((((Lorraine)))))))
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March 5, 2017 at 6:47 pm
Well done Lorraine….
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March 5, 2017 at 11:50 pm
Thanks Michael. Do miss the little fella, though by the end, he was in a lot of pain.
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March 5, 2017 at 3:46 pm
Stream of Consciousness that’s what I meant :)
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March 5, 2017 at 11:44 pm
I understood you perfectly — great definition of stream of consciousness, by the way!
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March 6, 2017 at 12:30 am
Thanks. Sorry about your dog. That’s always the worst those last days when they hurt and are in pain. Thank goodness there are so many more they were running and Happy.
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March 5, 2017 at 3:46 pm
Wonderful a dogs life in so few words. It’s like a connecting piece, just by thoughts almost random but not!
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March 5, 2017 at 11:44 pm
You are exactly right — I put down, in a vague order, my remembories of Manghee. Do miss him, even if we only shared a yard, and dog sat on occasion. But he was in pain, too, and it was a relief for him when he passed. I think about that when I miss his presence in the yard.
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