Walking the Dog

I met you again in my dreams walking the dog

A very sleepless night

The dog was sick

Up every hour walking

 

I met you, again, in my dreams

You were walking your dog too

 

Our dogs had their toys

Somehow they’d mixed them up

But the exchange was so rushed

And you were walking away from me

 

I had to say goodbye

And go the other direction

It was all I had left to do

You were walking away

 

How many times can I tell you goodbye?

And still have you visit me?

Is there a connection that continues to link us?

Is there a reason you are still here?

 

If you are here, you need to just tell me

I can’t seem to do this on my own

 

Also, my dog needs his bear back.

 

 

Little Mouse

February 6, 2007

 

 

 

Reviews

[Rion]

Ha. Cute. Simple, yet...the depth to those who look for it is surprising.
As stated in other reviews, there is some good symbolism in this poem,
And I'm envious of the simplicity of it.
Keep it up.
Rion

[Mastermind]

Very nice, I like the elements of symbolism, there's fewer obvious answers that way. And yes, everyone wants their bear back, not just for their dog but for themselves too. Keep up the good work!

[Emily B]

I love that last line. "Oh, by the way, my dog needs his bear back . . . " That's great stuff.

[JadedKimber]

I love this one, it is very unique... I think you may have some crazy dreams Little Mouse :-p I do agree with everyone, that last line is hilarious...and so random, but it seems to fit well with the rest of the piece. Take care....Kimberly

[M Lamont]

Hmmmm...interesting that you wonder "How many times can I tell you goodbye?" Pehaps if it is a true and heartfelt goodbye it would stick.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A cute ending to a troubling poem - seems there is such longing here. Well written. Succinct and interesting. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[desertraven]

this is thought provoking and that last line was really funny.
Sandra

[Blue Bard]

As I read this I thought of surrealist art. Man walks dog, headless under bowler hat holding a stuffed bear. Love, "had to say goodbye

And go the other direction

It was all I had left to do"

For me, the ending was a bit rushed and out of step with the rest of the poem. Moving into the dialogue as opposed to description interrupted the flow for me. The switch in person is the problem I think. Still, a worthwhile work.

[TL Boehm]

a very poignant piece - I agree. And sometimes we do that 'humor' thing when something is close to our heart. Well written, relatable poetry here.

[TL Boehm]

a very poignant piece - I agree. And sometimes we do that 'humor' thing when something is close to our heart. Well written, relatable poetry here.