Dog in Leaves
Dirty Dog
Dog in Leaves
i had just completed
the raking of leaves
the yard was clean:
one of my pet peeves,
when no one’s pet
came along in my yard
his coat was matted
his face was scarred.
i did not know
if he would lick or bite
a strange injured dog
can be quite a fright.
i lifted my rake
for protection, you see
the dog had big teeth
and might attack me.
he looked at me
with eyes rather sad;
i knew in my heart
this dog was not bad.
he hadn’t eaten in days
and seemed rather frail.
he sat on the ground
and thumped his tail.
as i lowered my rake,
he stood up to leap
yet not on myself,
but on the big heap.
the leaves flew up high
the yellow, red and green,
he landed beside me
the happiest dog i had seen.
so on that autumn day
he decided my fate,
in a pile of color
i met my best mate.
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Written for:
The Thursday Think Tank #73 – The Waning Days of Fall
Also posted on Monday Morning Writing prompt – November.
Photo Credit: arlingtonmama
Posted on November 6, 2011, in Animal, Dogs, Monday Morning Writing Prompt, Poetry, Poetry Blog Roll and tagged abandoned dog, autumn, dog, dog verse, fall, injured, leaves, matted, pet, pet verse, pets, rake, raking, scarred, yard. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.
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ZONGRIK 
Dear my new best friend Tammy,
I like your poem. Are you really that dog’s human? If you are he is very lucky to have leaves to jump in. I don’t have any leaves here. I would like some.
Lickingly LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
Max
I’m not. I was inspired by something I read. I do have a dog who followed me home though, and everyone says he’s the luckiest dog in the world. He looks like Lennox and was dumped in the street. His ears are mangled. He was starving and full of worms. But he’s great now. I have him four years now.
I cried:'( That picture and the inspiration of what you went through with your own pup made you write a wonderful poem. This is to inspire others to not be afraid of an animal in need. If we don’t help them…who will?
That is one scary looking dog – poor thing. I like your poem very much.
That got me in the gut…dog-lover that I am. I get so upset by abuse of anything/anyone helpless. Very emotive poem. Glad you share, Bat-Ami.
The photo drew me in…chuckling.
Then your words.
Thank you…lovely poem.
Peace,
Siggi in Maine
Beautiful poem.
Your output of poetry is quite high. Keep up the good work.
it is cool to meet your best mate, great…
🙂
A wonderful tale, one which bought a great big smile to my face, that is always appreciated.
Oh this poem tugged on my heartstrings. Poor homeless dogs everywhere! Loved that he jumped in the leaves. Dogs know how to be happy even in the worst situations. I was hoping this poem was true, but see you rescued another homeless dog. That is great! Rescued dogs make the best dogs ever.
This is beautiful and really tugged on my heartstrings too. It breaks my heart to hear about homeless dogs. It’s so sad. A great write 🙂
Beautiful Reminder of how important it is to take care of animals, sentient beings
Awwwww that’s such a nice poem.
I enjoyed this poem…such a face, I can see how he grabbed your heart!
This is a beautiful poem, I really enjoyed reading, pets have the magic of bringing us happiness. they have the purest souls.
Awww… The best dogs are those who find heaven in our company. Beautiful.
Where did you find this photo
I don’t remember. Why?