Thursday, May 5, 2011

I think my dog
writes poetry
as she lays on the couch
and sighs.

I think
she's writing
the poems that I'm not.

Perhaps they are floating
from my brain
to hers
before I can catch them

like those fluffy milkweed seeds
born away by the winds
of my childhood
before I could grab them and
make a wish.

2 comments:

TACParent said...

I like this poem. It's fun! I think animals do write poetry. Her sigh may indeed have been a reflection of your thoughts. I like the imagery of the milkweed seeds floating by. And, look, it did manifest into a brilliant poem.

Dymphna said...

I think dogs understand on a subconscious level, what we are feeling.

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