Gandhi Gus

black lab melts on mat

yellow puppy snuggles up

baby teeth on snout

As soon as I grabbed my camera, FLD Henry snapped his head away from Gus as if to say, "What? I wasn't doing anything!"  Gus just rolls his eyes.

Poetry: Haiku Flying Puppy

FLD Gus comes flying when called!

"flying puppy"

I merely called "come"

little black Lab wheeled and launched
transformed super-pup!

Poetry: Haiku Teeth

"at 5 1/2 months"

terrible teething

leaves blood spots and horrible breath

canine   hanging    on

FLD Gus looses another tooth.

New teeth coming in; canines still holding.

Poor FLD Gus...he doesn't quite know what to do!

Poetry: Haiku Ice

Ice in the puddles this morning, the day after Thanksgiving, during my morning walk with FLD Gus.

"ice frost"

finger tips tingle

tucked in gloves, puddles shatter

under-boot; don't slip!

Poetry: Haiku Buddha-Belly Puppy

Natalie and FLD Gus, first day, 11 lbs.

"two pounds in two weeks"

she'd best pick him up

every day--Buddha-belly

puppy grows too fast

Sofia watches Natalie try to hang on to FLD Gus two weeks later; 13 lbs.

Poetry: Haiku Precipitation

late night shower

listen to the rain

rinse away the ragweed spores

humid head release

Goldenrod, not ragweed, along the Au Sable River.

Poetry: Haiku Scatology

*Warning, the following content might be best viewed after eating, due to its graphic nature.

black scat

late summer berries

fur-lined pile on the paved road

warn "fudgies go home"

Unidentified scat found on the paved road in front of the cabin, the day after Gypsy's night growling!

*For more information about wild animal scat, check out this website:  http://www.bear-tracker.com/animalscat.html (not for the squeamish).  

Or, go to out this website developed by the University of Michigan (and others),  for kids of all ages:  http://www.biokids.umich.edu/guides/tracks_and_sign/leavebehind/scat/.

Poetry: Haiku

The following is a Haiku that is part of my "running with my dog..." series (I run with my personal dog, Gypsy). Included is the picture (taken a few summers ago) I used to construct a "performance" of the poem.  (You photographers out there should recognize my reference to a "cooling filter!")

running with my dog . . . in late June

cooling filter skies
belie the opposite effect--
hot sun burns blue through

Picture of a large sunflower, set against the dark blue sky.

And here is my "performance" of the Haiku,
"running with my dog in late June"

 

Poetry: Spring Haikus

Just a couple of spring Haikus.  (Be careful where you walk!)


"temps in the 60's"

spring rain raises worms
to masquerade as pick-up sticks
leave no where to walk

"too early"

birds chirp, burning beak,
my nose is Tahquamenon
Falls--aahhhhhh--allergies