Thursday, April 23, 2009

Dirty Dog!: A Triolet

Don't you just love it when life hands you real situations that serve as inspiration for poetry? My daughter's fiance took their Yellow Lab Jack to a special park today where dogs are allowed to run around unleashed. I doubt Jack will be visiting that park again soon!


My daughter sent me these pictures of Jack after telling me a terribly funny tale about her dog and her fiance.


DIRTY DOG
A Poem for Jerry
Dirty, dirty, dirty dog!
Didn’t heed your master—NO!
Thought you’d run into the bog.
Dirty, dirty, dirty dog!
(I rant in my mad monologue.)
You frolicked where you shouldn’t go.
Dirty, dirty, dirty dog!
Didn’t heed your master—NO!




Here's another post about Jack. It includes several photos of Jack sans the mud: JACK: A Mask Poem
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6 comments:

  1. Rebecca GomezApril 23, 2009 at 10:43 PM

    Jack looks like he had a wonderful time!

    Love the poems, too.

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  2. Elaine MagliaroApril 24, 2009 at 12:38 AM

    Rebecca,

    Jack had a wonderful time--but his master didn't! He had to go into the muck and drag Jack out.

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  3. janet wongApril 28, 2009 at 12:13 PM

    Oh, my GOSH! That is one dirty dog. And the poem that goes with this is PERFECT! (I think you could print that poem on a card with Jack's photo and make a ton of money.)

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  4. Elaine MagliaroApril 28, 2009 at 12:56 PM

    Thanks, Janet! After Sara told me the "whole" story about Jack at the park and sent me the pictures--I just had to write a poem. And the triolet seemed like a poetic form perfectly suited to the subject.

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  5. laurasalasMay 11, 2009 at 7:18 AM

    lol--Thank you for a fabulous Monday morning laugh!

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  6. Anna AlterMay 15, 2009 at 11:38 PM

    Love it.

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