SpiritualEarthBird-
Just read it and tell me what you think. It was written as an onomatopoeia-spelled it right!-for English.
Tick tock
I
Quiet whines crooning
To the tick tocks of the clock
Tick-tock tick-tock
Small sharp claws
Scratching on the wall
Scratch scratch
Soft padded feet
Pacing lightly on the paper
Tick tick tick tick
Bold brass tones
Running wildly in her voice
Arooowoooowoooo!
She whimpers to herself
In the dead of night
Striving for human attention
She cries in her sleep
A soft solemn cry
Aroooooooooooooooooooo!
And when light stepping feet
Roam into the room
She looks up ecstatically
At the dreary eyed human
Furry tail wags
Red tongue lolls out
Sweet chimes of joy ring out
Rugh! Rugh!
Cross-legged and heavy eyed
The human struggles to keep awake
Soon, human and dog
Lie peacefully dreaming
To the tick tocks of the clock
Tick-tock tick-tock
II
Grrrrrarph!
A stout pup of sound body
Skits around the yard
Brazen barks are thrown at passersby
Unsure what to do
She watches the clock
The tick tocks of
The mind numbing clock
Tick-tock tick-tock
To her, 3 o'clock can never
Come too soon
She waits at the gate
Ears perked, waiting
Waiting, waiting for her humans
And just like before
The car drives up
Her tail wags
A pink tongue lolls out
And sweet deep barks ring out
Bark! Bark!
III
Whoosh
Cars rushing by
Are the only things to watch
As young dog sits
Head in paws
Eyes downcast
Listening to the ticking clock
Tick-tock tick-tock
Nothing to do
On that got summer day
As she waits and waits and-
SPLASH!
Her head shoots up
And she sprints to the back
"C'mon Roxie!"
Calls the human
Her tail starts beating
Pink tongue lolls out
And deep booming barks ring out
Woof! Woof!
IV
Tick-tock tick-tock
The grandfather clock
With it's mighty golden arms
Chimes in her ears
A tired, worn melody
Of sweet days passed
And the warm fire
Crackles and burns
Memories into her soul
As her worn and weary heary
Lays down for the day
And her human pets her quietly
Her tail wags leisurely
Her coral-pink tongue rolls out
And in a low, tired voice
She howls quietly
Arooooooooooooooo…
To the tick tocks of the clock
Tick-tock tick-tock
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-SpiritualEarthBird
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