This month’s Prompt Me poem is a little different. It came out of a workshop with Dana Cunningham Anderson and is dedicated to my dog of 11 years who passed away this month. I’ll be thanking Dana with a copy of my new poetry collection coming out early next year.
For Rainy Day, My Greyhound May 4, 2008—October 14, 2021
Is it a trick of shadow or memory’s insistence that I spy you out of the corner of my eye?
Sleek as a deer, majestic as a lion. The color of shadow yourself, except for your smile, bright as looking into the sun too long, an afterimage burned onto my heart. Tip of your tongue hanging out like a little pink heart itself.
You’re shaking off sleep, perhaps a dream of running, to prance toward your water fountain and quench what must be death’s eternal thirst.
You can’t be here, of course, but even after my eyes adjust to your absence, the jingle of unseeable collar tags, rings and rings and rings like a bell calling me to morning prayers.
I love it! Thank you!
Christine
Thank you, Christine.
Love this! So glad I looked you up! I’m sorry for your loss of your beautiful friend. It’s so hard. Hugs, Jeanie
Thank you, Jeannie.