I - Growth
I am not always serious,
I smile
I can be quiet,
I can be loud
I am small
Yet
Every
Now
And
Then
I can bark.
Out.
LOUD.
I looove stretching,
I looove walking fast,
I am sometimes lazy,
Or picky,
Sometimes I rush
II - Un-centric DevotedThanks
I ask for people’s rubs,
They always
Have my back
In my very own,
Hairy,
Silent,
Language.
I thank all the people
That have,
Singularly
Or
Collectively,
Helped me.
Or hurt me.
Or hunted me.
Or haunted me.
They have
Helped me grow,
Into a better
Version
Of
My
Very
Foxy
Self,
As I hope
I help them.
By licking,
By being present,
By taking them
For cool
Urban
Philosophical
Walks
I hope
I do not
Get them
Lost
I am so naively cunning!
Oh and I say sorry,
If I have ever
Hurt them,
With my harmless
Cunningness
III - Devoted Intuition
I deeply love,
I trust my gut,
No matter
How peculiar
Some of those
Belly rubbers
Are
I am stubborn,
I can fight
even though
I do
get
tired
of fighting,
sometimes,
I just need
To snooze...
Will you rub my belly
When I wake up
from my
Barkfull
Dreaming?
If you do,
I will keep sharing
My words of canine wisdom,
To whomever wants to listen,
Or finds the time
To read my doggie
Verses
(I
ain’t
at all
wise.
Yet.
wiser
than my human,
i indeed
am.
No preaching!)
IV - Calm
My human is grand,
But i know
She would
And should
Willingly
Take a flexible
Helping
Hand -
But that is just
My tiny dog
Perspective
On life
Some
Translucent.
Quiet.
Deep.
Blue.
Unambiguous.
Melodious.
Waters.
Would do her good,
Too.
V - Selfless Self Trust
Slow flow,
Smart living,
Light out darkness,
Fun-Pain-Unwise,
Dog-People-Rule
Live-In-The-Present
Nothing-Is-Certain
Thinking-Is-Great
Old-Souls-Remain
And smile
(...entirely un-ironic
no human dog
is ever capable of irony...
...to my cunning
foxy knowledge)
Do you feel identified?
Silently Bark! Let Go! Belly Rub!
Good & Loving Karma
those who read well
can’t listen.
those who listen,
can’t
read
swells
optical
illusions,
subtle
splashes,
throwing
cobbles
into
bottomless
selfless
wells
feel
full
frail,
&
sorry
flowers,
wishful
thinking,
bound
by
infinite
spells
those who read well
will listen.
those who listen,
will
read
well
feel
full
flower,
infinite
subtle
splashes,
such
a
hurtful,
hurting,
heart-felt,
poppy
tale.
optical
illusions,
wishful
thinking,
flower
power.
yet, still.
so.
very.
deeply.
subtly.
Frail
Tempo,
Float,
Wise
&
Angel
Lines,
Learning
To
Flow,
Taking
The time,
While
Still
Drowsily
And hurtingly
Beating,
Badly,
Through the roads,
Going slow,
And then speeding.
Tempo,
Freezing time,
Lovingly,
Badly,
Seamlessly
Beating.
Blue,
Sincere
Heart,
Hellenic
Dreaming.
Fall,
Wise
&
Blue
Lines,
Learning
To
Flow,
Me
&
Thyself,
In stellar
Tempo,
Lyrical
Tingling.
Burning
& Fluid
Smile.
Life-long
&
Loving
Learning,
Touching
The
Sound,
Taking
Thy
Tickling,
Heart
Throbbing,
Subtly
Mind
Blowing
Hand,
Serendipity.
Perfectly
Imperfect,
Pure
&
Blemished,
Tarnished
Blue
&
Black.
Blind
Faith
That
Levitates,
Weightless,
The longing soul
Is
Mad.
Like a dream,
Dozed
In blueness,
Mindful,
Joy
Of
Black.
Bookworm
Veiled
&
Voidless,
The frailty's
All inside.
Dazed
&
Confused.
Weight-less
Soul-full
Vedic.
Perfectly
Imperfect,
Soul-full
Dazzled,
Dazed
&
Sad.
/Buy her a poem
/Pity their troubles
/Poor Moon melodic
/Moodle
Sleek
Paddle/
/De-puzzle
The puzzle/
/Friend
Foe
Night
Trouble/
/Sleep
And
Good-night/
Dare say it.
/Hug
Helping
Hand/
Dare grab it.
/Street
Purple
Poem/
Dare read it.
Dare write it.
Back to her,
, Aloud.
Drown in it.
,They thrive.
,In deep/murky/waters
/Translucent
Needs
Colour/
/Maze
Conscious
Truly/
They thrive.
/Tired
Sleep
Night/
/Translucent
Needs
Colour/
/Maze
Conscious
Truly/
/De-puzzle
The puzzle/
/Friend
Foe
Night
Trouble/
/Know where
To find her/
/Write
Sleep
Good-night/
Dare say it.
/Hug
Helping
Hand/
Dare grab it.
/Street
Purple
Poem/
Dare read it.
Dare write it.
/Black
White
Inked
Flower/
Back to her,
,Aloud.
Melodious Space
Sing Song
&
Sun
Sound
Sentient
Felt,
Melodious
Sorrow
&
Soundfull
Space
Black
Vintage
Waves,
Deep
Fluent
Moves
All eyes
No words,
Scenic
Silent
Stellar
Wishful
Heart
Full
Filled
&
Felt
Deep
Sample
Healing
Melodious Space,
Scenic
Stellar
Stirred
Song
Sun
Shades dark
&
Pink,
Sentient,
Calming
Sun
Look at those shades
Melodious sounds
Those
Sentient
Shades,
Deep Fluent
Waves.
All eyes,
No words.
Melodious.
Silent.
Space.
/Letting Go Of
Onomatopoeic Loops
Vacuous Words
Enchanting Melodies/
/Yearning for Sizzling Urban Sounds
Omens of Electric Blue, and Peaceful Skies
Unanimously, Solely, Togetherly
Rocking Away to the Machine Beats/
/Sensing
Odes, and Dreaming of
Untimely, Timeless, Musical
Life Learnings/
/Begin
Old
New
One
Full/
/Such is the
Nocturne
Future/
/The future
Of
Musical
Magic/
/The
Music
With
No
Silent
Ending/
/Sensing
Odes, and Dreaming of
Untimely, Timeless, Musical
Loop Line Learning/
a time for riddles
a time for fun
a time for caresses
a time for luscious
whispered
verses
dark and feathery
Venetian masks
unmasked soft hearts
that still retain
those childish
bright
blue
pink
yellow
purple
shades
with pony-tails
like a little child
that lost his twin
when life grew bitter
a fiery force
a flame awake
don’t let it burn
don’t let it die
like an old soul
seeing her reflection
in a broken mirror,
only to calm down
when swimming.
only to slow down
while watching.
the watery
moon flow
of Night.
velvety, dark
and feathery,
Venetian mask.
keep the flame awake.
don’t let her burn.
old souls remain
here
there
over
down
under
and
above
new in space
in nothing-ness
that’s the only meaning
of the uni-verse,
this life-long riddle.
get into trance,
at least some time.
old soul caress,
feel with new eyes,
bite with your teeth,
and keep those
child-full
bright
blue
pink
yellow
purple
shades.
and pony-tails
like Water.
the Music,
of Silence.
nothing
everything
sense
soul
mind,
write
flow
caress,
play
share,
be kind,
a real friend.
even
when
silence
can be dark
and scary
for the lonely child,
some of the time.
listen
to the Music,
untamed
and sensuous,
watery,
transparent,
deep
blue
pink
yellow.
cheerfully
dark,
like poetry
new in space
in nothing-ness
that’s the only meaning
of the uni-verse
this life-long
and aquatic
riddle
Trust
Moon
Sun
Music,
Respectful
Verse,
The beauty
of riddles
that become
transparent
some
Moon-full
nights.
