small comforts and a change in weather

My thanks to Mary Stone of Garden Dilemmas, Delights & Discoveries for the woolly bear photo.  Check out her garden blog!


 

i meet five woollies on the road
as i walk under raincloud’s lode
drink in sad thoughts of faithful dog
her death leaves me in memory’s fog
collar’s empty, no tug on leash
it’s hard to walk alone…cah-peesh?
husband working and dad retired
my neighbor sits in class, inspired
so, fuzzy woolly, soft and brown
shyly inching ‘cross the ground
i’ll stroke you gentle as can be
oh, woolly, would you walk with me?

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Gabriella
    Sep 08, 2015 @ 12:21:40

    This is a very sweet poem, although we like these creatures better in Nature than crawling on our legs.

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  2. Bryan Ens
    Sep 05, 2015 @ 00:57:32

    A fun piece. Thanks for sharing this delightful piece!

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  3. Madeleine Begun Kane
    Sep 05, 2015 @ 00:01:24

    So charming and sweet. Well done!

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  4. Victoria C. Slotto
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 17:54:08

    Oh so poignant–the reminder of that dog…I still have the collars of the dogs I’ve lost and at Christmas, on the mantel, we put little photos of each of them. Very tender poem, Lynn.

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  5. katiemiafrederick
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 17:18:10

    Ah Lynn.. see you at the end so skip here first before continuing where i leave off.. and leaves of tree and sands of feet.. soon will connect like dog on collar with you i hope.. and so sad to lose a dog friend.. as you know i feel.. from before of course.. but the rain of life under cloud lode does surround us.. just waiting to more fully soak in satiate Love.. as you my friend.. Lynn.. no chalice or sacred cup necessary.. just the water of Love overflowing as you.. where a dog’s Love of past becomes your eyes of Loving More.. Love is a smile on a Dog’s face as our face too.. comes Love as Smiling brighTest LiGht fuRry in Truth..:)

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  6. kanzensakura
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 09:53:11

    This is such a charming poem. I like the woolies as well. My father told me they were miniature bears. I know you miss your friend and I am so very sorry. I feel this for you. I had never thought of walking with the woolies before but I think this sounds like fun. At under 5′, I wouldn’t have much problems walking with them. And thank you for your wonderful job tending the pub and your excellent prompt. It evoked some amazing poems.

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  7. Grace
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 08:21:42

    That is so sweet Lynn ~ Would love to take a closer look at them 🙂

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  8. Sanaa Rizvi
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 07:52:01

    This is soo sweet.. I love the rhythmic flow here 🙂

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  9. X (@Xpoet73)
    Sep 04, 2015 @ 05:35:50

    That would be a very slow walk if you walk side by side. Ha.
    I am sorry on the passing of the pups. And know you aew missing
    your friend.

    Great job tending pub this week. I enjoyed the conversation and appreciate
    you trying to stir it up a bit.

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  10. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Sep 03, 2015 @ 23:39:49

    Oh I have always felt a little respect for those little woollies this one looked quite huggable.

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  11. Mary
    Sep 03, 2015 @ 22:59:35

    Ah, this is really a sweet poem, Lynn. Love the little woollies.

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  12. kreemer
    Sep 03, 2015 @ 00:28:18

    Heh…I like this one! It’s soft and wooly – yet hides a certain turbulency. Enjoyed.

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  13. lynn__
    Sep 02, 2015 @ 10:08:52

    My teenage son likes this one ‘cuz it rhymes like a “real poem” 😉

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