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Without a Leash

Without a leash Walking alone in the heart of the city Feeling the strain as the skyscrapers wail Wondering lost like a dog with no owner Broken apart but still wagging my tail Begging for scraps in the alleys of sorrow Chasing a cat up a fictitious tree Crossing the street against oncoming traffic Nothing to scratch no not even a flea Wondering if some will reach down and pet me Show me some love that I’ve not felt in days Give me a bite of their ham and cheese sandwich Maybe a chip from that new bag of Lays I know they won’t, I can sense hesitation It’s in their eyes they can’t see in my heart They’ll never know it is shattered and broken Nothing remains every since we did part So here I walk with no leash tied to guide me Grinding my teeth on a discarded bone A mangy old mutt who has no one to love him Roaming the streets of this city, alone Just a poem

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Trisha Romano

Date: 5/4/2017 6:27:00 PM

You should read my poem, "Sanctuary". It's similar in the sense that I try to portray someone's soul who's suffering.

Chris Green
Date: 5/5/2017 8:53:00 AM

I did and I really enjoyed Trisha. Thanks so much for visiting my poem as well.

Lenna Walker

Date: 5/2/2017 11:30:00 AM

So much real life and sadness in this. The last 8 lines speak of just how I felt when I moved out on my own at 17, (except I wasn't old) I wasn't homeless, but these words easily depict the feelings of being alone AND homeless where it seems no one cares.

Chris Green
Date: 5/2/2017 11:48:00 AM

Thanks so much Lenna, I am happy you found this in my poem. It was pointing towards being alone more than homeless (whish I never have been) :) But I can see where that would play into this. I appreciate your visits my friend, I always look forward to your take on my work.

Trisha Romano

Date: 5/2/2017 8:59:00 AM

Wow, this was amazing. You really captured the soul of someone and the aura of NYC. Excellent write Chris. :)

Chris Green
Date: 5/2/2017 9:29:00 AM

Thanks so very much Trisha. I was picturing NYC and Chicago in my mind as I wrote this.

Darren White

Date: 5/2/2017 7:27:00 AM

Not just a poem.... You reached the heart and soul of me with this poem. And how I felt, long time ago....

Chris Green
Date: 5/2/2017 9:28:00 AM

Thanks so very much Darren. I'm happy it touched you though now I wish the theme were different.

Lisa Ricci

Date: 5/2/2017 5:16:00 AM

Well Chris, you've found your answer. You're in the city where there is smog and noise of the ugly kind. Wander and walk with the bone of course to the countryside where you will find water and the greens and blues. Well done completely even though there was a sad overtone. Have a great morning and day. And yes, don't forget your leash.

Chris Green
Date: 5/2/2017 9:28:00 AM

I always have my leash with me, except now it is called a cell phone, electronic leash. :) Thanks so very much my friend for all of the kind thoughts you leave for me. I will find that spot in the country and relax and smile. :)

Arthur Vaso

Date: 5/1/2017 9:22:00 PM

Just a great poem, and great poetry!

Chris Green
Date: 5/2/2017 9:27:00 AM

Thanks Arthur for your kindness.

Tim Smith

Date: 5/1/2017 3:18:00 PM

Great poem and metaphor... perfect for national puppy day : )

Chris Green
Date: 5/1/2017 3:22:00 PM

Oh, is it national puppy day, I didn't know. I figured it would be in August sometime, that's when we have the "Dog Day of Summer" down here. :) Thanks Tim.