Random Poetry

Here’s what it took:

1. A chance encounter with a dog

2, A writing workshop

3. New York City 

    at approximately 98 degrees F

THE BULLDOG AT THE 

COFFEE SHOP

The big brown bulldog sat on the floor

The big brown bulldog was dreaming.

He lay down on the floor,

He could take it no more,

'T was so hot, and the asphalt was steaming.

His owner had gone for iced coffee to buy,

Had left bulldog outside on the floor to lie,

Tied his leash to the door,

“Oh, he is such a bore,” 

Bulldog yawned, staring into the store.

“I’d like iced coffee, too,” 

said the dog to the shoe

That was passing him by 

at that moment.

It was owned by a man

Who just put his hand

On the door, 

to go into the store, 

too.

The door opened wide, 

and the dog took a stride

Towards the counter, 

where people were standing.

At the menu he looked -

While his head he shook

At the prices, 

his knees started bending.

As he waited in line for a while, 

he was fine,

But then, the line started to move.

The poor dog on the floor

Was still tied to the door,

Could not reach the iced coffee 

he’d come for.