The house rose without my aid,
I rolled from the truck that was home
kicked along by indifferent feet,
never a place to call my own.
A cute dog sniffed, then swallowed me
“Calcium deficient,” the neighbours said.
I churned inside his stormy tummy,
till bile returned me to the street.
the dog walks bound in a muzzle,
still searching for a shard like me.
my washed existence is a puzzle
waiting for the doctor’s verdict
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hi, Reena❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Indira, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/12/03/w3-prompt-188-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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Thanks!
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hi, Reena❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Ange, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/11/26/w3-prompt-187-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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Thanks!
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Reena, this is sharp and oddly funny — that dog moment got me. Really enjoyed this.
~David
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Thank you so much, David!
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🤗
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I have often absent-mindedly wondered what a mundane item has been through, such as your titular pebble, to be in the exact place that it is when I see it.
You’ve put it well into words. Well done 👏
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Thank you, Shaun!
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This is a very interesting take, Reena. Unique too. Every alternate days, WordPress says, ‘ sorry this comment cannot be posted.’ Don’t know why?
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Can’t say anything about WP 😂 But this is what my dog did and gave us nightmares. The washed pebble is still in my drawer.
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OMG! Really, and I thought you have made it.
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Must be frightening at times.
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Of course.
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Dogs will eat anything won’t they? Great perspective from the pebble.
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They put their mouth wherever a child would put it hands on. Swallowing becomes a problem.
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Reena, your poem hits the brief cleanly. You’ve kept the pebble exactly what it is, even with the detour through the dog’s gut, and your tight restraint is what makes it work. A real event provides the spark; then the poem stays with the object and doesn’t chase emotion. It’s also a journey without transformation of the object. The level of engagement you’ve had in the comments demonstrates the intent of the prompt — a pared-back, sentiment and nostalgia free poem will pull people in if it holds its nerve.
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Thanks a ton, Shaun!
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I love it! I love how you wrote it in first person from the pebble! Very inventive!
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Thank you so much, Christine!
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I have a dog that loves to eat rocks and pebbles whenever she doesn’t get enough to eat. It’s a tricky balance between fewer pebbles in the garden and a fat dog.
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Can chewy toys help, if she likes to nibble at something?
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Her favorite toys are the ones she can shake the stuffing out of. But now that she’s slowed down a bit, maybe she’ll try a chewy toy. Thanks for the idea!
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🙌❤️❤️🐶
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What an adventure that poor old pebble has had🙌 – hopefully the dog will be ok 🤞
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He is fine now 😊
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🙌
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Love this wouldn’t have thought you could make a poem from a pebble but there you go. Very good.
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Thank you, Maria! The prompt asked us to pick up something insignificant 😊
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Oh yes, I know I did one as well.Maria,email: bubbygirl1972@gmail.comSent from my iphome.
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I love “stormy tummy” particularly!
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I guess it happens before they throw up.
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I imagine some stomachs are a bit like a cement mixer or a spin dryer…those animals that swallow stones on purpose to aid their digestion
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That is news for me 😀
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My previous dog ate a whole bar of chocolate once, and you can imagine what happened. It was a liquid solution for days.
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I heard of one swallowing a box of Ferraro-Rochers with the wrappers. Wish they would know what’s good or bad for them.
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So do I
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I’ve owned a rock eating dog – it was because he liked to play with rocks!! Anyway I like this account of a no account pebble!
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Thanks, Val!
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You’re welcome!
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So well done Reena
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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a very interesting poem Reena! You always write such intriguing poems!
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Thanks, Carol! My dog swallowed a pebble and then vomited it out. It was a nightmare to imagine what damage it could have done outside the body. Fortunately, all was fine.
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