January 4, 2009

  • Thinking of a Dog

    Friend Dog;

    follow his nose,

    follow his tail

    as it bounds

    through the fells,

    through the wood,

    the stream. 

    The dog,

    ancient,

    stalwart,

    companion


    who knows
    his tall
    ambling friend
     
    needs be shown

    the mossy tree,

    the still rabbit

    chased,


    the deer in the field. 


    And when the moon is high,

    to sing our lonely song.