sensing the violence
of steel blade slicing
through soft flesh
she sat on her hind legs
beside the wind chime tree
her eyes fixed on mine
then on the moving mobiles
as they twisted and trembled
on bare branches
tinkling in winter cold
then in solidarity she joined in
whimpering across the valley
my dog whimpered for
a boy departed she had
never known
I was impressed with the multiple messages sent in one poem. Empathy that goes beyond species, beyond evidence, beyond knowing. There is a special bond between dogs and men and the history goes back before the dawn of recorded time. Probably the first animal domesticated by dogs, man has become his best friend. Dogs look after us far better than we do them or even ourselves. They know when we don't when we need help or love. A wonderful poem set so well with images of signs sent by the windchimes that twist and tremble. Loved it Chris masterfully done
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thank you Soren for such encouraging review. Yes, there was a great deal going on in this poem. A tr.. read moreThank you Soren for such encouraging review. Yes, there was a great deal going on in this poem. A tragic situation. I appreciate so much your thoughts.
Your poem is deeply moving—it captures grief in such a quiet, intuitive way. I was struck by how naturally you connected the violence of loss with the stillness of the moment by the wind chime tree. The image of Solo sensing something unspoken and joining in the mourning, even for someone she never knew, was incredibly powerful. It says so much about empathy—how it can transcend understanding or even species. This piece stayed with me long after I read it.
Posted 8 Months Ago
7 Months Ago
Many thanks for your encouragement Hossain. Your visit and your thoughts are very much valued. Pleas.. read moreMany thanks for your encouragement Hossain. Your visit and your thoughts are very much valued. Please accept my apologies for the delay in responding. All the best.
canines are so aware with their sharp senses. quite deep and heartfelt. those wind chimes summon emotions to the surface. sad and touching. well said.
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
Thank you so much Pete. You are right about our canine friends their senses are more acute. All the .. read moreThank you so much Pete. You are right about our canine friends their senses are more acute. All the best. You are appreciated.
Solo, in the chimes, sensed your mood and the moment, Chris. I guess that's why dogs are our best friends :) ... another captivating write.
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
Thank you so much Dylan. She is a great dog. Getting older now, like me:) Pleased you enjoyed my poe.. read moreThank you so much Dylan. She is a great dog. Getting older now, like me:) Pleased you enjoyed my poem.
Bewitching, to say the least. Dark dark dark thoughts set against a simple backdrop. Evocative and moving Chris.
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
Thank you Ken. A dark poem for a dark and tragic event, virtually on the doorstep. Couldn’t go bac.. read moreThank you Ken. A dark poem for a dark and tragic event, virtually on the doorstep. Couldn’t go back there for quite a while. All the best.
Wow. Hauntingly (is this a word?🤷♂️) devastating. I read it 3 times and each time the punch to the gut is harder and my air is whooshed out. Wow.
To have an impact like that is unique. Great work!
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
Many thanks for stopping by. I appreciate your interest in my work. Pleased you enjoyed my poem. All.. read moreMany thanks for stopping by. I appreciate your interest in my work. Pleased you enjoyed my poem. All the best.
Chris,
Sometimes the setting is all that is necessary...
Vol
Posted 11 Months Ago
11 Months Ago
Thanks Vol. The setting, yes. I do believe she was picking up vibes. She got quite distressed. All g.. read moreThanks Vol. The setting, yes. I do believe she was picking up vibes. She got quite distressed. All good wishes.
Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..