- Non-Erotic Poetry
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Click herea quiet night,
an empty yard,
security has fallen off
but the only thing on
my mind is
the spillled bowls and
lingering paw prints
reminding me of
golden locks gone
matted and muddy,
and of slow, labored
breaths
that still tried to
power challenges and hellos
that turned out to be
goodbyes,
making my eyes water
and my chest ache
at the unexpected discovery
that he was my dog too.
- COMMENTS
Maria2394over 15 years agowas named Apache, a huge black and tan dobie. I loved him so much and he loved n one but me, and I was a teeny child. Someone shot him, but he made it home to say goodbye.
beautiful poem, Remec.
EmJ0385about 17 years agoonly a dog has that special bond -- unlike any other creature. A four-legged child. Emily
LeBrozabout 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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LeBrozabout 17 years agoUnlike a cat, a dog is like a child, a true family member and its loss is especially telling.
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoI love dogs and this poem is just furry and doggy. Perfect! :)
