Sunday, September 21, 2014

Schooled (Magpie Tales 238)

Ginger dog
makes the loudest
I have ever heard, with each labored step
of his big hairy beast-paws, displacing
gallons of it
Displacing minnows
which skim the shallows
like very tiny memories
of movement in light

Watching, I have learned:

When chasing minnows that
you don't really want to
let yourself be heard

In your wrong-footed chaos of


When eluding a giant beast,
keep yourself small
your breathing small
your movements small
and erratic

Be seen
Be not seen

Fit yourself into a slip
of golden body
so tiny as to be no more
than the briefest
of light.

Mag 238


Theresa Milstein said...

You capture the spirit of the dog splashing in water so well. Like your photo!

Kay said...

oh...the briefest memory of light...just love that...x

Berowne said...

Curiously compelling; well done.

Hamish Gunn said...

I agree, becomes compelling!

Kutamun said...

I have some experience of The Black Dog ...but the Golden Pooch is a welcome addition

Ann Grenier said...

I love your final verse. At my age I relate to your metaphor and enjoyed the interior rhyme of the stanza - it's jewel-like quality. Lovely.

Tess Kincaid said...

This is beautiful, Leah. A special treat to see you at Magpie...

Karishma Shetty said...

Be seen
Be not seen

Love how you use that in the context of seeing the reflection in the water. Complements you pic perfectly