Poetry Friday: Play Ball!

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My sister’s dog, Lily, loves chasing balls. During a recent visit to my sister’s, Lily’s joy and exuberance were on full display as she and my brother-in-law played ball.

 Black fur blurs,
a rocket zooming across the lawn.
She leaps, her quarry captured,
then tumbles to the ground.
Sphinx-like, she waits,
guarding her ball on the sun-dappled grass,
ever eager for the next round of fetch.

© Catherine Flynn, 2016

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Lily with her beloved ball.

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9 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Play Ball!

  1. Charlie, my dog, loves to play ball. It’s his form of interaction. Anyone who comes over is fair game for a few rounds. Sphinx-like describes your photo. Fun poem.

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