As I lay on the floor
Watching her
as she puts on her shoes.
She has a bag in her hand
Then heads for the front door.
I get up
and follow her
as she turns the doorknob.
She is leaving!!!
She is not putting my leash on
I'm not going!!
I bark, dont go without me!
Just then
the door opens
and she steps outside,
shutting the door in my face.
I scream,
DON'T GO!!!
TAKE ME WITH YOU!
I just repeat myself. over and over again.
Pacing the front room
from the door to the window,
barking my head off,
DON'T GO
DON'T GO
DON'T GO
I can see her with the bag
as she walks by the window.
She is leaving me again.
I keep yelling through the window,
DON'T GO!
DON'T GO!!
DON'T GO!!!
I watch her,
as she lifts the top of the trash bin
and places the bag inside.
She turns around and sees me,
I just bark at her,
come back,
dont go!
Over and over again.
Oh my God.
She is coming back!!!!
Im barking with excitement,
she is walking back to the door,
she isn't going to leave me,
im pacing the front room again
as she opens the front door-
wiggling my tail
and barking
I love you.
CRISIS AVERTED
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 1:44 AM UTC
As I lay on the floor
Watching her
as she puts on her shoes.
She has a bag in her hand
Then heads for the front door.
I get up
and follow her
as she turns the doorknob.
She is leaving!!!
She is not putting my leash on
I'm not going!!
I bark, dont go without me!
Just then
the door opens
and she steps outside,
shutting the door in my face.
I scream,
DON'T GO!!!
TAKE ME WITH YOU!
I just repeat myself. over and over again.
Pacing the front room
from the door to the window,
barking my head off,
DON'T GO
DON'T GO
DON'T GO
I can see her with the bag
as she walks by the window.
She is leaving me again.
I keep yelling through the window,
DON'T GO!
DON'T GO!!
DON'T GO!!!
I watch her,
as she lifts the top of the trash bin
and places the bag inside.
She turns around and sees me,
I just bark at her,
come back,
dont go!
Over and over again.
Oh my God.
She is coming back!!!!
Im barking with excitement,
she is walking back to the door,
she isn't going to leave me,
im pacing the front room again
as she opens the front door-
wiggling my tail
and barking
I love you.
CRISIS AVERTED
A narrative poem from the perspective of the dogs fear as their owner leaves to put out the trash and ultimately their excitement when they come back inside. Poetry exercise
