By: Jennifer Boire


tea gone cold, black cat paces the windowsill
phone battery dead
small black bitch just peed on the floor

drags me from my work and books
to wash the floor with vinegar

bones balls dishcloth crumbs unswept
she battles broom bristles with fierce teeth

today, I ignore the kitchen tiles.
Her velvet muzzle nudges me,

tongues the crumbs
from under my feet.

Jennifer Boire



"The difference between friends and pets is that friends we allow into our company, pets we allow into our solitude."
~Robert Brault


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Posted by V. Mahfood - 3/19/10
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3 Responses
  1. Jim Wilson Says:

    Lovely poem and photo, thank you for sharing!
    Jim Wilson (Jimmy Couplet)


  2. V. Mahfood Says:

    Thank you so much. I'm glad you enjoyed this poem...I will definitely pass on your words to the poet. I'm an animal lover myself, so this one was special.


  3. Anonymous Says:

    glad you enjoyed the poem, puppies are so cute but can be little devils!