Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Dog dreams in the comfort of the master’s bed,
the lingering warmth an assurance in the midst of absence,
and sleep to take the edge off the empty hours,
to run the phantom fields of expansive summer.
Chasing with the pack the aromatic prey,
smells of grass and ground afloat upon the wind,
loud the breath and panting in the ear,
pounding with the claws in measured, careless tread.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.01.23
Prompt: Illustration of dog asleep upon the master’s bed.
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