This is Not a Haiku

I put my work pants on
The ones with the tinkly belt
The dog comes in
The dog is excited
He jumps, he barks
He thinks we are going outside

There is spinach to cook today
There are boxes in the attic
That need looking into
The wind is picking up outside
The house is humming
With motors and water and wind

The dog checks in on me
He wonders what is taking so long
He wonders when the door will open
To let us go outside
But I am boring, still writing
I am trapped in a Hemingway moment

2 comments:

Monster Library Student said...

I love this!

Kt said...

I love that you love it!

LoveFest!

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