Her Quiet Place
The apple tree stoops;
a shady embrace --
Sheba sleeps beneath.
I whispered goodbye
in Novemberís gloom,
knew she would fade
before crimson streaked the sky.
When the gardenís ablaze
with crocusí and daffodils,
her bed is confettied
in apple blossom.
A throw of snow flakes
warms her in winter.
I sense her still
bounding up to greet me,
her collar medallion jingling.
When the house is hushed
I sometimes see her sleeping
in a dark corner.
Her aura never left;
under the fruit trees
is her favourite quiet place.
------- Author's Notes -------
In memory of my Border Collie who died nearly 5 years ago, but sometimes she still feels close.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, June 29 2006, 09:34 pm|
I can tell even after 5 years you still miss her. even Max doesn't fill the Void. Good write Cap.
|Capricorn (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, July 1 2006, 03:06 pm|
I really miss Sheba and however good Max is he cannot replace her. I'll be saying exactly the same when he goes.
|Catyrose (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, July 5 2006, 09:27 pm|
I have had my old dog for 15 years now. He is more than a pet. He's family. Wonder if I'll feel this way when it's time for him to move on. Thanks for sharing such a tender account.
|Capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, July 7 2006, 12:18 am|
Yes - I feel they are family too. We have another dog now. He's 4yrs old and I dread the day we lose him.
|Bipedalguy (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, July 7 2006, 07:21 pm|
The fourth stanza brings back a memory of "Prince" who was with us from my pre-teen years until I returned (on leave from service) after a year in Korea. Prince must have thought I was gone forever. The next time I returned, Prince was gone.(forever)
|Capricorn (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, July 11 2006, 01:09 am|
It is so sad to lose a pet ~ they are like family, but memories will stay with us forever.
|Rick Ryckman (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, November 2 2006, 08:45 pm|
Have you ever seen the white cat on the Kal can cat food. My cat could pass for its twin. I called him Sasquatch Big Bear. He had 6 toes - one eye was gold the other was blue. One pupil was oval and the other was round. He weighed 25 pounds. When he passed I took him to Bowie, Texas to lay him to rest. Truely enjoyed your words that have brought tears to my eyes.
|capricorn (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, November 5 2006, 09:08 pm|
I enjoyed reading about your cat -- his eyes sound so unusual. It is so sad to lose your pet, isn't it? I'm glad you enjoyed this poem.
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