Dog Journey Poems

POTD 23 Mar 2024 

THE PATH WELL TRAVELLED.

Two paths diverged, and I was thrown by doubts I had never known
To my left, thickly overgrown, was...

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I don't know if I'm rested
Just that I could drift
So without land
I need to leave this vessel
Have faith that my feet will find solidity
Not an...

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("Pema", 2017, original pen and ink)

The Journey of Souls

Dogs make the ultimate example
Of a conditionable being,
And my deaf-dog buddy
Old Pema the Pug is no exception.

Meanwhile...

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The less
I move my lips at my 4:00 am Saturday morning sessions
The more
These words are trees standing still beside a racing river

A long way away
Freight...

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A Kentucky woman born and raised,
Country through and through.
And though you left your roots behind,
Kentucky never let go of you.

A red-haired spit-fire in your younger...

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Feets moving along I tread along this foreign domain full of bitterness and legions of many things and many eldritch terrifying but as I walk...

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Drifting slowly as time slips away like a dog spinning faster and faster but never catching it's tail.
I have been here before floating in this...

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it will chew you up and spit you out
then sit courtside and watch as you stomp 
and pout

make no mistake it's a dog-eat-dog world
that vicious...

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I was a prominent theoretical physicist, relying upon beautiful mathematics,
Like devout gardeners everywhere, rely on butterscotch sunshine dramatics.

Rose days were spent inventing theories, to address...

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I wanted to pen this verse in solidarity to the universe but my heart would not allow me until I am released from the chains...

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I was soul searching one day, and seen inside of me,
a black dog and a white dog, how could this be?
 What is this, I...

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Akin twin invisible presence coaxing...paranormal

Action across ouija board
herald Faustian bargain
as fingers of left hand appear to move
planchette of their own accord...
inexplicably, silently, and verily
along a...

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We all possess this innate urge to leave our mark:
sculptors grasp the chisel;
a dog raises its leg.
Uncertain is the way - the night is dark.
Passions...

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True colors saturate the undeserving sky
Coloring the four corners of the earth with 
Transcendence light and a glittering message of hope
Propelling the marchers as they...

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I'm standing on earth, on fresh green grass, with wind softly kissing my cheek.
I feel the blades, between my toes, the softness and calm that...

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