Rosie And Agatha. Poem by Geoffrey Fafard

Rosie And Agatha.



(From a series—Dogs I Have Known.)

Rosie. part terrier, part wind up dog
Part lucky dog
Good ratter in her younger day.
Follows her nose-one day
Up a 20cm storm water outlet way up
This storm water pipe is also
The home of Agatha
Known to friends and neighbours
As Bloody Agatha
A 5 metre plus somewhat cynical,
Sly and moody Olive Python.
So then comes the call
Geoffrey Rosie is up the pipe.
Torch in hand I arrive.
Some 20 or so metres up
A pair of luminous green eyes
Icily stare back back at me.
Rosie come Agatha stay!
Comes the command
Who the hell is Agatha?
Asks a nervous Rosie owner.
Never mind says me
Self designated dog and snake whisperer
Who face to pipe
Watches the approaching
Mysterious luminous eyes
In the dark tunnel
Of nervous mystery……
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Who came out you ask.
Well I will say only that my face
Ugly as it is
Has no puncture marks or disfiguration
Only the remnants of some kissy slobber
Did they chat?
Did they pass in the dark?
Did they part friends?
Only Rosie and Agatha know!

Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: encounters
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Just a bit of fun down the drain with a dog and a snake that talk to me... from a collection of mine entitled Dogs I have known.....! i know more a story than a poem.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Diana van den Berg 27 February 2019

Part4: and setting him or her free outside to, as I explained further to him or her, the relatively much safer outside, I relate to your story very well. (Only allowed 300 characters per reply.)

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Geoffrey Fafard 27 February 2019

Wow.! What a great and interesting story Diana...! I think you and I are story tellers of a high but distinct order...Ha ha... I am thrilled that you liked my " story" .! ! ! Regards Geoffrey.

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Diana van den Berg 27 February 2019

Part3: grownup kittens, twice because he or she first jumped off the dustpan that I pushed him or her on to (and because I hadn't finished explaining the imminent danger of the kittens who were inside) , and then rushing him or her outside in case he or she did not believe me and jumped off again,

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Diana van den Berg 27 February 2019

Part2: Whilst python's normally don't bite, but constrict instead, Agatha did neither. She knew she had no reason to protect herself from a snake whisperer. like Uncle Geoffrey. Having yesterday rescued in a flurry a tiny lizard, tailless though he or she was, from 3 giant lions in the shape of 3

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Diana van den Berg 27 February 2019

Part1: Thank you for being a snake whisperer and dog whisperer and for rescuing Rosie-dog, from the pipe and Agatha, the beautiful olive python, Agatha's reputation. This beautiful story warms the cockles of my heart. I know Rosie and Agatha understood and appreciated what you did and did not do.

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Iftekhar Ifti 27 February 2019

As you mentioned “I know more a story than a poem.” It seems to me.

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Geoffrey Fafard 27 February 2019

Thank you Iftakhar for reading and commenting. Geoffrey.

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