Poems come from all kinds of places. This one is the result of a visit to our good friend Sarah Flynn. Her late husband, Dave Ellis, made the painting that is on the front page of my blog. Sarah had just acquired a new dog from The Dog’s Trust and we were witnessing her settling in. The following day, we texted to check how the night went. The text that Sarah sent by way of reply simply demanded a treatment. So here it is. Read, share, enjoy and let me know what you think.
Woke at seven thirty
breakfast for two followed
by forty-minute walk
slowed by investigation
all territory re-marked
in the usual manner.
House restructured
to accommodate
needs of new friend, water
plants, a social
event that includes
repeated marking.
First rest of the day
needed to recover
from morning outburst
then immediately
short trial separation
first test of commitment.
Fifteen minutes later
anxious expectant eyes
greet from the other
side of the front door
a great relief all round
reunion a happy one.
Noises provoke a few
barks, new security
in place, the contract sealed.
Peter Clarke
8th July 2018
Marguerite
08.07.2018 22:08
Are you sure Mindi didn't write this, someone was seeing a new world. Dan brea, a Pheadair
Clíodhna
08.07.2018 21:13
Lovely!
Debra
08.07.2018 17:56
Very cute - bonding of hound and human!
Latest comments
25.11 | 22:15
Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.
07.11 | 11:14
Hi Peter,
A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there
Hugs,
John.x
06.11 | 16:24
A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.
06.11 | 15:59
Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.
In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.