The Dog

For anyone who has a pet, likes animals, or has a spare moment. To Razzi, Linus, and all the rest, who loved me when I could not love myself.

They called you 'primitive' dear friend,

and I confused in my affections.

How backwards they are!

For it is you who are confused,

and I who am primitive.

I who fall so short of grace,

as to be lost in a sea of darkness,

that though I reach through the bars,

 to touch that warm light,

I am imprisoned,

 by a love of condition.

I cannot love such as you,

to sit at my side,

and see nothing but goodness.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Delmar Cooper]

Billy Collins wrote a wonderful poem about a dog, in the voice of the dog, post mortem. Dogs tolerate us well, I think.

[Sindu]

Now I want a pet! Ahh.. That unconditional unjudging love! So subtlely penned the beauty of those who make living so much better, brighter and a reason to smile. Simply smile :)

[L. C. Rhodes]

I think so too.

[Kringefest]

This is such a beautiful write with splendid depictions. "...I reach through the bars, to touch that warm light." I love that one line, as well as the others of course. Well done, mate!

[L. C. Rhodes]

Thank you!

[Kringefest]

No problem! (: