The Unheard Hound

The hurriedly hushed hound who passionately persists to pant and pound out his hazy half hummed howl holding its pale painted point into view . Wishing that each and every word would be like a blissful bird of buoyant blue. Gracefully growing up firm fresh and free. Fully flying off into someone else’s ears to tenderly tell his heart touched tales trembling within life’s trampled trails of tears . Forever frozen within The flashing fragility of fear.