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his master's choice


hold
a 
cricket
to your ear
listen very hard
that is the sound of being stuck
lonely contagious drinking songs
for the status quo
honesty dropping on all fours 
tumbling in gutters
scrolling down
until
we're
numb

© 2014-Rene

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  1. kaykualaApril 27, 2014 at 11:24 AM

    Emulating a dog's feeling can well be an effort to understand them better! Nicely Rene! And good Fibonacci!

    Hank

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  2. Kathe W.April 27, 2014 at 11:28 AM

    I love this line- so very true!
    "honesty dropping on all fours "

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  3. ScottlBApril 27, 2014 at 11:49 AM

    "The sound of being stuck" a line that makes you move to see if you're really free.

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  4. brenda wApril 27, 2014 at 12:22 PM

    oh...this speaks deep truth.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyApril 27, 2014 at 1:10 PM

    What a cool photo. I love "honesty dropping on all fours". I am reading right now a wonderful book called The Art of Racing in the Rain - a family story told through the dog's eyes. Quite wonderful.

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  6. brudbergApril 27, 2014 at 3:59 PM

    I love how you start it.. indeed the cricket's song can be quite forlorn

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  7. scotthastiepoetApril 27, 2014 at 4:12 PM

    Fresh and original... Loved this... With Best wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  8. HelenaApril 27, 2014 at 4:35 PM

    Bravo! Well penned!

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  9. 21 WitsApril 27, 2014 at 6:12 PM

    So true, very still we can hear it too!

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  10. Indigo RothApril 27, 2014 at 6:26 PM

    Hey Rene! "Scrolling down until we're numb" speaks to me. And that is a lovely photo. Your place? Your awesome pooch? Indigo x

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  11. SusanApril 27, 2014 at 6:31 PM

    Poor cricket! Poor drunk. poor dog. Don't scroll down ....

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  12. JinksyApril 28, 2014 at 5:39 AM

    Save us from that sound of being stuck! LOL

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  13. BerowneApril 28, 2014 at 7:35 AM

    Nimble and very well expressed.

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  14. Belva Rae StaplesApril 28, 2014 at 8:28 PM

    Nice work and those drinking songs are contagious!

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  15. hyperCRYPTICalApril 30, 2014 at 6:44 AM

    Excellent - and I remember those drinking songs of long ago...
    Anna :o]

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  16. Susan AndersonApril 30, 2014 at 11:21 AM

    a cricket….the sound of being stuck.

    I like that.

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  17. Silent Otto May 1, 2014 at 2:25 AM

    Beware The Black Dog !

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  18. Tess KincaidMay 1, 2014 at 1:21 PM

    A cricket to your ear...I like.

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  19. Cait O'ConnorMay 1, 2014 at 4:26 PM

    Great poem.

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