Science fiction, fantasy, mystery and what-not
“Away,” the floof cried with a flashing leap,
Traveling faster than their paws.
Their antics amaze us, they are so stupendous,
We literally drop our jaws.
They dash into the room and look around,
Then they’re off again with a single bound.
A super floof in their own eyes,
Super cat, super duper dog, they try to prove they can fly.
And when they wear out all their speed,
They bring their empty tummies to us to fill their needs.
Different floofs leave these places
with bits of fur and other traces
bite marks, claw scratches,
round dimples in furniture
where they made their beds
their scents fade
and the signs disappear
but we remember these floofs
which we hold so dear
Aufloof (floofinition) – A poem or music celebrating pets or animals.
In use: “For example, “A Dog On His Master” by Billy Collins, is an almost perfect aufloof.”
The dyin’ man
in the dyin’ land
said with his dyin’ breath,
“Life is a like a buffet.
You can get in line,
and shuffle by,
or decide where you start and end.
“So, if you don’t mind,
I just died,
but this is my beginning,
not my end.”
The dyin’ man
in the dyin’ land
said with his dyin’ breath,
“Life is not a fantasy,
it’s always been a test.
“I’ve done some harm,
caused some alarm,
and failed more than one person.
“I had some dreams,
and made some schemes,
but never found my purpose.
“But now I lay me down to sleep,
I’m about to close my eyes,
say what you will ’bout me,
I don’t care, I died.”
Michael Seidel, writer 