My Dog Dreams
Thursday, March 8, 2018 at 4:18PM
Anne Ylvisaker in Poems, Sketches, Words, Writing Process, dog, dreams, ink, poem, poetry, sketch



My Dog Dreams

My dog dreams of deep grass

a pungent trail

squirrel tails

corpulent frogs

a tasty stick

He's a lion lurking

stalking deer

hunting with eagles

soaring with hawks

He's a coyote keening

for a broken moon

a black bear cub

in his underground room

he's conquering winter

conjuring spring

My dog dreams of deep grass

-sketch and poem,  Anne Ylvisaker


It's Thursday. I'm writing. Buster's in the doorway, dreaming. We're both waiting for spring.

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