Golden In the Shade - Tanka



I've stirred up the dust
where I used to turn him loose
so he could run free-
Squirrels may be glad he is gone
but leaves have gilded his grave

Sitting in the shade
I feather grass with fingers,
feeling soft, long ears---
I can almost feel the thump
of his tail against my legs




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4/22/14
For Contest Sponsored By Amy Green
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Hamilton Avatar
April 24, 2014 at 4:08 AM
so poignantly sad yet lovely I admit I shed a few tears the loss of a pet is so hard Carrie an outstanding write hugs
K. Avatar
April 24, 2014 at 3:08 AM
And I could just imagine all this-- and now I miss having a dog-- I love that line about leaves gilding his grave... this is such a touching tribute for your dog-- can I hazard a guess and say he was a Golden Retriever? It is not so hard to believe that you once wrote a haiku on a window, I really do think it was a beautiful haiku!
Kendrick Avatar
April 23, 2014 at 3:09 PM
Emotive work that you have penned for this contest..I can just feel the emotion flow from the page..Reads like a winner to me.Way to go ..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
Harrell Avatar
April 23, 2014 at 11:09 AM
So cute!
Mehta Avatar
April 23, 2014 at 7:34 AM
Very pleasing picture you have created, carrie
Peterson Avatar
April 23, 2014 at 1:41 AM
So touching and with heartbreak. What I wrote once: "Our dogs treasure us each day, as if there's no tomorrow. And we cherish them, hoping there never will be.
Dietrich Avatar
April 22, 2014 at 11:03 PM
Carrie, this is absolutely gorgeous. What a poignant way to write of a pet. WOW. BEST so far!!!
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