Chilly Hot Dog

Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United
Writers' Pantry #52 - "The pantry is now open for business. 
"Share your words old and new, fiction or non-fiction, poetry
or prose."  (posted by Rommy) 


Click!  Heat is coming
 on.  One joyful dog’s
 ears rise.  He waddles–
 in true dachshund 
 fashion–over to an old
 soft bathmat, strategically
 placed under a vent.  One
 paw rests on a greyed
 piece of shapeless cloth,
 his old white dog toy
 now flattened into
 submission, squeakers
 gone.  An auburn circle
 of sleeping, snoring
 dog lies contentedly,
 warmed by slots shooting
 hot air.   He is eleven 
 with many medical issues, 
 and I  think . . . wouldn’t 
 it be  nice to bring him 
 a cup of tea.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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10 Responses to Chilly Hot Dog

  1. Helen Dehner says:

    Thoroughly delightful.

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  2. Marja says:

    Beautiful, So touching that last line

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  3. This is a lovely, cozy scene. ❤

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  4. I love this loving portrait.

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  5. oldegg says:

    I am sure he would be most grateful in his old age.

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