Otis
Wordless Wednesday – Spring of Our Quarantine
NaPoWriMo – Day #7
It’s gray and foggy this morning
but the birds are still insisting
we get up and face the day.
Otis, my Jack Russell terrier,
is blind;
has been since he was a pup.
He’s learned where things are
through his other senses.
He goes out in the mornings
and feels for the sidewalk
to lead him back to the house.
There are four steps
up to the front door.
But sometimes the cat
sits on the steps and blocks his way.
He knows the layout
inside the house,
but sometimes
when I come home from work,
or someone knocks at the door,
he gets so excited he loses his bearings
and runs into a door frame
or a piece of furniture.
He hears the morning birds calling
and perks up;
he wags his tail
and wriggles his body
ecstatically,
then flops over for a belly rub.
He doesn’t know
it’s a depressing, gray day.
Wordless Wednesday – Friends
Wordless Wednesday – Otis!
Mary’s Morning
Morning blessings
as I count them:
wake
stretch
greet the sun
both smell and taste
of coffee
steaming in my favorite mug,
the one Darrell made,
that fits smooth
in the curve of my hand
sitting and fitting
with Otis
my sweet dog
in our favorite chair
and
writing
a few words
while the day is still new
This is for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads where we are asked to write something keeping the words of Mary Oliver in mind, “It mustn’t be fancy.”
Mary Oliver’s passing leaves me so very sad, yet mindful of little wonders all around.
Wordless Wednesday – Otis
He Said – She Said: Walking Buddies
“Home is behind, the world ahead,
and there are many paths to tread…”
-J.R.R. Tolkien
He Said – She Said
“Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.”
-Groucho Marx
Otis Waits
In Other Words 