We walked to the tidal river beach
I let her off leash.
She sprung with joy,
leapt, turning circles.
Paddled and splashed.
Drank slap-slap-slap
from the tap
on the way home.
A beautiful thirst,
dripping with glee.
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Author:
Wordopamine (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 23rd, 2022 23:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Written in response to a Twitter prompt to include the phrase 'a beautiful thirst' in a poem #turningthephrase. Based on witnessing canine joy.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
'wordopamine' is my new word of the year!
and i love dogs, so
this be a favourite you've versed
thanks for sharing
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