Bre'r Dog - A poem for dogs

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

A continuation of some poetry I posted last night. I hope you enjoy it.
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BRE’R DOG

Bre'r Dog, it's just too fine a night
for layin' at your master's feet
inside too small a house,
when black woods call with endless
scents and sounds-- Prick your ears!
Listen to the distant call! The pack
just wants to run and chase, and
wouldn’t it be fine to stick your wet
cold nose down rabbit holes all filled
with earthy richness, padding paws on
rustling crackling autumn leaves
so cool, so fine to chase a hissing cat
right up a tree, to nip at loping cow’s tails,
running full-speed through the meadows
wet with dew and thick with burrs
so sticky tangly caught within your fur,
and splash on down the running creek,
all chilly cold within the late night madness
breeze, and best of all this deep dark world is YOURS
until the very break of dawn!

Bre'r dog, what say let's you and me
bust out tonight and do some
howlin' at the moon?


© 2007 Steven A. Hessler
All Rights Reserved

[wildhorses]

1. i missed last night --

i like this installment, thanks for posting it.

:hi:

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

2. Last night's thread

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=105x6785020

[wildhorses]

4. two for the price of one --

so then, you are published?

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

5. Published long since, but not in any major way

Mostly newspapers, magazines, and one anthology collection. Most of it long ago.

[xchrom]

3. i don't think there is another being in the world

that is more satisfied and happy at what he or she is than a dog.