25 May
after surveying her needs
she could report that she was able to squeak by
with only a small treat once in a while
and then one day she left the north
and met with a mate
who smiled at her
laughed even
and she became un-stuck
and remembered that
even the pigeons outside her window
fluttered sometimes
Becoming un-stuck is fantastic I imagine..let's flutter and hope..lovely..hopeful piece
ReplyDeleteI also enjoyed the idea of becoming un-stuck!
DeleteVery well-crafted poem.
Nice and tight ,and a lovely storyline, too.
ReplyDeleteHow economic you were with the words as she was economic with her treats!
ReplyDeleteFantastic! A flowing piece.
ReplyDeletePerfect story with delightful words, even in a clutter one can sense a poem in the making!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem... I love the ending!!
ReplyDeleteLove how much you packed into your small tale. Especially like those closing lines,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
We need to remember that there are always some joy somewhere... better inhale deeply and get some.
ReplyDeleteWell done and an enjoyable tale. Lovely write.
ReplyDeleteand met with a mate
ReplyDeletewho smiled at her
laughed even
and she became un-stuck
Meeting friends can bring back lots of joy,certainly! Nice write asos!
Hank
Lovely work. This piece made me feel good. Thank you!
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