Here's a seasonal dog poem . The final line makes me laugh . Dogs , like young humans , have that special form of ' hardly able to stop ' energy.
The Storm
Now through the white orchard my little dog
romps, breaking the snow
with wild feet.
Running here running there, excited,
hardly able to stop, he leaps, he spins
until the white snow is written upon
in large, exuberant letters,
a long sentence, expressing
the pleasures of the body in this world.
Oh, I could not have said it better.
Mary Oliver
Alas, we have no snow here. We'd love to run sentences into it!
ReplyDeleteExotic marshmallows...who would have thought..
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
Beautiful poem :)
ReplyDeleteThat special form of 'hardly able to stop' energy. I take it the cost centres have arrived ?
ReplyDeleteSheilagh xxxx
Wonderful poem Angus...thank you. Happy Christmas!
ReplyDeleteWe took our three to the park across the street and we laughed so much at their antics we could hardly catch our breath, this poem is just perfect! Funny, those exotic Little Becky's look like the spit of the mini marshmallows we get over here, non exotic.
ReplyDeleteLoved the poem...it conveys the exact antics of an overly excited dog ans its carefree enjoyment of its surroundings....I could not have said it better.
ReplyDeleteOnly an upscale department store would come up with a gimmick like that...exotic luxuries indeed...I feel for the gullible person that will swallow that crap.
mary oliver is a favorite. and i adore all dogs. and i love the snow.
ReplyDeletei'd say you've batted a thousand. oh wait. no . . . not so fond of delicacies like little colored mallows! LOL.
Such joy in something so simple. A lesson for Christmas, certainly
ReplyDeleteI suppose anything can be considered an exotic luxury when it's less commonly available. Did you notice if they had tinned pork and beans on the shelf below displayed with the Brietling watches?
Read this as the puppy was trying to alternately bit my toes, legs, dart full tilt at the keyboard and drop the tennis ball on it. She definitely enjoys life! Thanks for the lovely poem Angus. Merry Christmas to you and the Font.
ReplyDeleteTo be as joyful as a dog would be much to aspire to.
ReplyDeleteLove!
ReplyDeleteThe marshmallows, too!
The exuberance in Oliver's poem reminds me of Diva, a recently adopted puppy. Her brother Waldo (as in Ralph W...Emerson) is more contemplative and smart but Diva is a whirlwind who would execute this lovely poem perfectly. Have a wonderful Christmas.
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