LPiA-25 Nov. 28

[Tiger the Lion]

Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 28
Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a New Reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month, have written 30 poems for the month of November. (or one, or six, or fifteen) Prompts may be revisited at any time. All members are welcome.

Topic : Write a poem inspired by a Pecking Order. 
Form : Any
Line requirements: 8 or more

Feel free to reply with comments or kudos as you wish. 

Questions?

[Todd]

Chewy

We adopted him for the children.
eleven pounds of growling,
sitting in his claimed recliner,
then glued to my wife's stride
dragged on his hind legs,
room to room,
nails clicking across the laminate.
Pacing the middle
of our bed,
until I turn away,
birth control that bites.

[rowens]

Items

Deadlights is more true than True.
Pure energy beyond all words and experience
is all experience.
This Irony is Evil It's Self.

All my Ems are It-Ems;
Sirens, as all humanity is.

As Baphomet is terrifyingly 
union beyond union:
so I breathe clearly
this xerophily.

Dawn, Noon, Dusk,
Midnight Truth beyond
the blizzard of real.

[dukealien]

In Stability


The grand thing about
a table of ranks, of peerage,
a pecking order, if you will,
is not that it gives some airs
and others at least a place
to belong, knowing
which direction to look up
for orders
and patronage.

No, the grand thing
about such hierarchies
is the almighty smash
when some catastrophe
upends them and the little people
though poorer still
can stir the wreckage
with feelings of
self-justification.