Every Scrap

Life is fragile
You, my friend, are not so
Such a small creature
You have such a
presence
Such a strong grip
on this life-
Claws scratching
Teeth bared
You will not surrender
your gift
until you've scraped every scrap
off the bone.

Me and the Beasts

Each night I sleep with three furry beasts

They snuffle, they tussle, they snore

They covet the covers, they purloin the pillows

I often get pushed to the floor!

Each night I sleep with three furry beasts

It's so cozy and warm when they're near

But sometimes things get a little too close

Which one is that licking my ear?!!

Each night I sleep with three furry beasts

One's big, and two are quite small

But with three men and me in one little bed

It's a wonder that I sleep at all!

submitted for Thursday Poets Rally 42

To fulfill my obligation for the Perfect Poet Award, I nominate M.A.S. at http://scribbledit.blogspot.com/   Check out his blog for some very interesting and cool poetry.

Thank you to Thursday Poets Rally!!!

Little Dog

Little, white, shaggy ball of fluff
Jumped into my lap and my life
An early Christmas gift
From the "Returns" department for pets
Who makes me love used merchandise even better than new!

This is a 5W (Who, What, When, Where, Why) Poem submitted for Experimenting With Poetry Forms

Bliss

Dog snores beside me
Chasing squirrels and eating trash
Blissful doggie dreams

written for Haiku Challenge, Day 21