{"id":12316,"date":"2023-01-18T06:30:00","date_gmt":"2023-01-18T13:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/?p=12316"},"modified":"2023-01-17T20:31:35","modified_gmt":"2023-01-18T03:31:35","slug":"rain-dog-a-pantoum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thewritespot.us\/marlenecullenblog\/rain-dog-a-pantoum\/","title":{"rendered":"Rain Dog, a Pantoum"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Memorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer\u2019s voice on the page.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rain Dog, a Pantoum<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

By Suse Pareto<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dog is bored and restless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rain is pouring down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m loath to leave this comfy bed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

but walk we must, says she.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rain is pouring down,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

the road is sodden and feckless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But walk we must, says she,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

up to the woods we go.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The road is sodden and feckless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The hills are wet and slick.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Up to the woods we go,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dog barks in great delight.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The hills are wet and slick,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

rain drips from leaf and stick.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dog barks in great delight,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWater slithering, sliding everywhere!\u201d<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rain drips from leaf and stick.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The gullies run fast and wild,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

water slithering, sliding everywhere,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

it\u2019s like the earth has burst.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The gullies run fast and wild,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dog nips at water\u2019s tumble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s like the earth has burst,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

she frolics and romps quite madly.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dog nips at water\u2019s tumble,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

gamboling down the hill.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She frolics and romps quite madly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

there\u2019s never<\/em> been a better day.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gamboling down the hill,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

a whirling dervish made of mud,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

there\u2019s never<\/em> been a better day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As rain keeps pouring down.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

A whirling dervish made of mud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s time to end our walk,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

as rain keeps pouring down<\/p>\n\n\n\n

my soles and hat are sogged.<\/p> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s time to end our walk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I whistle loud and firm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My soles and hat are sogged,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

but never has my heart\n\n\n\n

felt so lithe and light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suse Pareto writes and lives in western Petaluma, California with her dogs, cat and husband.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A pantoum is a poetic form derived from a Malaysian verse form in which the 2nd and 4th line of every verse becomes the 1st and 3rd line of the following verse creating interwoven quatrains.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pantoum rules and pantoums on The Write Spot Blog:<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Create a pantoum<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barbara\u2019s Braid<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A<\/a> Pantoum for Constance Demby<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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