Dog Bed

My Very Own Comfy Dog Bed (Photo credit: Howard O. Young)

my dog's bed
doesn't match any other furniture
gathers hair
takes up space
is in the way
is not used very often at all
is my favorite piece of furniture

Julianne Carlile

To Argue with a Dandelion

to argue with a dandelion
is of course pointless
it doesn't love you
it doesn't love you not
it is just there soaking up the sun
and enjoying itself

it will ignore all your efforts
to destroy it
as it lies there wilting

it will not hold a grudge
tomorrow you will see its twin
and you will feel a twinge
as you start to uproot it with your weed puller
gee why do I have to do this
is it really hurting
anything at all

© Julianne Carlile

This poem won the Wilda Morris Poetry Challenge for May, 2012.

To Argue With My Dog

to argue with my dog about anything
is of course pointless
he knows how hard things are
how we both are just jokes
in the great cosmos
how things we plan hardly ever turn out

he is glad he has me
to take care of him
and love him

he knows when he won't do as I say
eventually I'll get it
much as I might want to believe
I am superior not like him
it will never ever
be so

© Julianne Carlile

Theme in Aqua

I love aqua
on my walls and windowsills.
It is a motherly hue,
asking me to bask in it,
or to get up and run.
It is the color of bird shells
lying there broken.
An ocean view,
the tide coming in,
it changes then
becoming dark--gray and dark.
Then I want to run away
the opposite way:
a warm summer day
that holds me close.

© Julianne Carlile