Men's Tiny Brains

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What tells my tiny dog
it is time to chase?
He sees something move,
and he is on the case.

It's almost like his brain,
as small as it is,
is tuned to just one thing--
and better if it's kids.

But he's not prejudiced,
all's in his purview:
trucks or geese or leaves, or
me or even you.

Some men will not play with him
because of his trait--
when he chases their feet
feeling turns to hate.

© Julianne Carlile

2010

My Rose

My roses are making their last bloom.
They fight season's end but they show no care
for it, they come on still.
Fewer flowers than first,
but the bush is much bigger and greener as if cursed
in June to look puny.
I took one two days before the first hard frost.
It sat on my table really not looking lost.
And as it opened slowly to its own fullness
winter descended with a great "OH!"
It answered in kind.

© Julianne Carlile

2010