Neighborhood

 

Neighborhood

Bent tail quivers.

A soft sound, almost negligent follows you home.

Turn head. See it.

Is the blond dog, a pariah, saying something?

Begging? Warning?

You have seen it, days in and days out, yet the dog

has been an unseen

essay of God in your neighborhood. Eyes go past.

You don’t see it.

 

This one has been his place.

He has walked in and out of corridors of life.

Has closed doors and

has opened anew. Has played with fingers. Broken

hearts. All these years

in a neighborhood. Has this dog been following

him, since this home

and this environs become his? He suddenly

remembers love,

it is love what the quivers of tail is stating.

 ~ © 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar

Reviews

[alternative_be]

Oh this could well have happened in my neighbourhood...
When you come to think of it, I live in an area where people tend to gossip a lot and even if there are 11000 people living in the neighbourhood, stories tend to spread fast...
They sure do a lot of talking here...
The dog sure would have been talked about, but would he have been cared for?
I do not think so ... too often juicy gossip is more important to some than the person they are talking about.
Well many of my neighbours should read your poetry!

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

This defiently has some truth to it. Great Write!

[TL Boehm]

yes, the things that we think are stalking us are often the very things we crave but do not understand. Well written poetry - I've missed reading you.

[angelinmypocket]

A very powerful metaphor for the best things in life not seen until they turn to something else. It's oh so easy to overlook all the little things that add up to love. They all seem such a mundane part of life they are taken for granted...but lucky is the heart who recognizes and acknowledges them. A very wise one you are.

[Lyrical Love]

I totally agree with Anita! This is a powerful poem.
I love the intensity provoked by the imagery of
what is a poignant picture of life for us-as we become
too busy basically with life.
When we reconnect with L-O-V-E!!...
we become super-humans again.
I loved this and smiled at the end...the vision of a wagging
tail/metaphorically...speaks volumes!!!
You have seen it, days in and days out, yet the dog
has been an unseen
essay of God in your neighborhood. Eyes go past.
You don't see it.
~ I applaud your vision!!

[Emily B]

Love is what causes quivers. Very nicely stated.

[George Love]

Very well done

[Ani Ashford]

Oh how powerful your words are - seeing yet not seeing - This blindness is so very common in all us humans, unless we consciously connect to all around us. Numbness can be a problem.

You have seen it, days in and days out, yet the dog
has been an unseen
essay of God in your neighborhood. Eyes go past.
You don't see it.

An unseen essay of God - what a great line of words and thought.

He suddenly
remembers love,
it is love what the quivers of tail is stating.

Not many of us can claim undying devotion and love. The companionship of a special 'pet' can save one's life reminding us of a form of love. Returning love is just as important as receiving it.

Thank you for sharing your words with me for the honor of giving the first review. :)