tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post7530344061597335273..comments2023-10-24T06:55:48.859-07:00Comments on HERE, WHERE I AM: ALL THE DOGS OF OUR LIVES (or Cats or.....)Kathryn Stripling Byerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-23153793130768152562010-03-18T17:29:51.171-07:002010-03-18T17:29:51.171-07:00I'm coming waaay late to this...but have been ...I'm coming waaay late to this...but have been enjoying reading your blog during a little retreat time at the beach. Here's a poem I wrote about my friend Suzanne Baldwin Leitner's much-loved doggie during another retreat.<br /><br />Animal Care<br /><br /> for Bleu<br /><br />To utter the word, walk,<br />and see the tips of ears lift,<br />the furred eyebrows raise,<br />to open the door <br />and hear the tread of paw<br />and click of nail on the steps, <br />to see the sway of back and haunch <br />yearning towards the earth, to feel<br />the dew on sandaled toes<br />as you follow nose and tail<br />exploring every clump of grass,<br />fence post, mailbox stake, <br />to feel the breeze<br />against your neck as you move <br />in and out of patches of shade,<br />to see the tongue, hear the pant<br />of breath as you round the corner,<br />head lifted to the scamper <br />and pause of squirrel, to hold <br />the curved strap of leather<br />in my hand, feel the tug<br />of desire, to be led forth <br />into a new morning.awcamphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06665367502710746905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-49068400876099352952010-02-27T16:12:43.986-08:002010-02-27T16:12:43.986-08:00I apologize if this is too late, or the wrong way ...I apologize if this is too late, or the wrong way to send something. I use this poem with elementary school kids as an activity on organizing lines.<br /><br />Drama of Life<br /><br />a clanking rumble<br />garbage truck<br />spurs the dog<br />to leap and growl<br />dash from door<br />door to window<br />huff and stare<br />bark then cock<br />angle ears<br />sniff and bristle<br />whine and sit<br />finally curl<br />in the corner<br />of the couch<br />contented with<br />knowledge that<br />for this one <br />more day life<br />her life <br />had meaningrichard krawiechttp://rkeditor.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-8659817822967100342010-02-24T10:35:12.491-08:002010-02-24T10:35:12.491-08:00I'm enjoying the poems! I've e-mailed one ...I'm enjoying the poems! I've e-mailed one of my own and thank you, Kay, for giving me the incentive to get my tribute to "Lady" written.Julia Nunnally duncannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-39238765698740635432010-02-24T09:11:09.551-08:002010-02-24T09:11:09.551-08:00I wish essays and stories didn't take me so do...I wish essays and stories didn't take me so doggone long to write. I have a wee piece I'll send, about Erland the fabulous dachshund.Charlotte Holmeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09584389308420834826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-34529687576960418402010-02-21T11:01:45.890-08:002010-02-21T11:01:45.890-08:00Thank you, Vicki, for that haunting poem! Jessie,...Thank you, Vicki, for that haunting poem! Jessie, looking forward to what you send me--you, too, Glenda. And a few more have been promised.Kathryn Stripling Byerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-86930973467385117642010-02-20T20:55:58.861-08:002010-02-20T20:55:58.861-08:00Great idea, Kay. Do you want our submission as a c...Great idea, Kay. Do you want our submission as a comment or emailed to you? I have some pet stories.Glenda Council Beallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04778241689968750316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-23869374923808591662010-02-20T14:01:36.656-08:002010-02-20T14:01:36.656-08:00i don't have a pet poem right now in me but i&...i don't have a pet poem right now in me but i'm gonna try later and come back but i love your story of how you started engaging with the kids by asking them about their pets. that is so great!Jessie Cartyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13181286764480973423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-80505721016009603792010-02-20T08:26:03.848-08:002010-02-20T08:26:03.848-08:00Hi, Kay,
Recycling here, something I wrote in ...Hi, Kay,<br /><br />Recycling here, something I wrote in '92 (back when some of the dogs slept in the basement rather than the bedroom.) The last three lines "To run" etc should be in italics but I don't know how to do that in a comment.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Full Moon ~ 4:30 AM <br /><br />In the basement, dogs are restless -<br />Soft whining, imploring,<br />Door scratching, demanding,<br /><br />Surfacing from sleep and warm blankets, I rise,<br />Push my feet into slippers and stiffly descend steep stairs.<br />The dogs dance, electric with excitement<br />As I fumble with the door.<br /><br />Outside the setting moon illumines fields, woods, hills ...<br />Bright as night.<br />My heart swells; unseen fur rises and with it an ancient longing...<br /><br />To run ... to hunt beneath the moon ...<br />Paws wet in the dew-crisp grass ...<br />To see forever...Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com