Typical Day
Bark of dog,
Meow of cat.
Mama-san
takes care of that
with pop of can
and clink of dishes.
After solving
all these wishes,
back to bed.
Write my blogs.
Out of bed.
Put on togs.
Make a smoothie.
Read E-mail.
Into town
for writers’ meetings.
Lots of words
and lots of greetings.
Home again
to write some more.
Pepe’s ringing
at my door.
Once a week
a heavenly rub.
Body restored,
soak in the tub.
Pat the cats,
throw balls for Morrie.
Write some more,
the same old story.
Talk to Dux
many a time
throughout the day.
Sometimes with rhyme.
Midnight finds me
in the pool
under stars
and Morrie’s rule.
Throw the ball
for him to fetch.
Exercise, then
reach and stretch
to retrieve the ball
he throws at me.
Then loft it over
bush and tree
to lower garden
for him to find.
This is our nightly
pool grind.
Go in to bed
to write some more.
Get up to check
I’ve locked the door.
Other events
often occur.
Trips to the vet
to trim or cure.
Coffee with friends,
or dinner out.
trips to the shore,
without a doubt.
Lives grow and change
often with time.
So this is just
the paradigm.
The prompt word today is typical.
I want that kind of typical 💐
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Great poem!
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“A Day in the Life” well rhymed. 🙂
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Your typical sounds very relaxed! — Wonderful!
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Sound like life to me, minus the pool. And the visits to the shore 😀
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I don’t think typical is the same as predictable. Kip and I change our plans on a whim, but we buy the same thing every week at the grocery store…make sense? I always enjoy your poetry.
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Thanks, Mary. I think there are typical and unusual aspects to all of our days… hopefully. Some favorite things are nice to have/pursue, but new things bring the spice to life.
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Well said, Judy
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Life’s Good! 🙂
Beautiful poem.
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