Partiple

Participation I like to observe people, and the way they talk and act. My dog observing me, knows when she has done something wrong I'm angry, she also knows my anger I mixed with love. As a talented dog, she reads other people's minds also baring her teeth if she thinks they are antagonistic. I was a member of a Scandinavian group my dog didn't like them, so I quit. I'm not a real poet if I sound like one it is entirely by accident; however, I have written a few books of vignettes, they serve the distinctions of not being read. I never bother about this side; what is written stands like a beacon that tells me I also participated.