Walk home riverside –
Watch dogs disobey owners ~
Dogs are so funny.
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This is your last night –
and so, I’m reading to you ~
The best of haiku.
‘Plum trees are in bloom –
The long night brings the new dawn ~
My time, come at last.’
Bogart Amadeus Cleary – 2001-2013 – At peace.
10 little dogs in the garden.
The 1st went to play in a pool.
Two others went to a park. Two more played.
Two more relaxed in the sun.
Two relaxed in the shade.
And the last one had a smoothy.
By Freyja Cleary (age 7).
I wandered lonely as a smog –
across beige expanse with beige dog –
Womb rhythm waves strolled ashore –
My feet + senses lapped up some more –
Dust rose, blew, blue orange hue –
A bullfinch rose, dropped rose as he flew –
and it all seemed muddled but clear and new –
The jellyfish, massive, yielding, beached –
The only things that death had reached –
on this expanse of calmness, tranquillity –
a simple amble down by the Sea –
how far to we go? a yard or a mile –
Crab pinches dog’s nose, worth a smile –
Dusk descends, so says eye of my socket –
I fold the Stars and put them in my pocket.
From ‘The Little Black Book’, 23-06-’93.
