Hank Writes

2 Aug


The possum balances

on the the weathered fence rail

Hissing down, red eyes glaring.

I reluctantly stand sentry

because the frantic terrier shows no sign of retreat.

Of course.

Bark. Bark. Bark. Bark. Bark.


This is why dogs don’t write poems.

3 Responses to “Hank Writes”

  1. poprice August 3, 2013 at 8:10 am #

    Hahahahaha. When I was a kid, my mother used to write prose and poetry on behalf of our animals for me. I may have to take this one to her!

    • lettergirl August 3, 2013 at 8:25 am #

      That is awesome! I am sure sometime in this month, all three dogs will be guest authors.

  2. Tori Johnson August 5, 2013 at 7:20 am #

    I think I see lots of potential in Hank! He could be as famous as Grumpy Cat one day!

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