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Peace Breaks Out on the Western Front  "Hey, let's wake him up and see what he has planned for us today!" |
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I sleep less these
days,
Accustomed to some bodies landing on me
At outrageous hours awakening,
Because they’re sure alarm clocks never work,
Arriving quite anonymously
Till they sound meows or barks.
And then we know the animals are doing it
With all best interests of the house at heart.
Quite soon, when holidays are past,
Both cats will head back home again.
On arrival, paw by paw
These staunch antagonists had signed
A treaty of eternal peace with canine resident.
Each recognized constraints, due limits,
And zones demilitarized,
Then passing in the hallways unperturbed,
Just like oblivious pedestrians downtown:
Ménage à trois compatibility.
---West Coast Wake-Up Calls
©2012 by Paul Hertelendy.
This column first posted Aug. 6, 2012.
Paul Hertelendy is critic and webmaster for the arts-review web site www.artssf.com, and is also the Piedmont (CA) Centennial poet laureate. To visit his website, click here: PAUL
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