Springs by francoise


The young dog bounds ahead and circles back
The old dog trots behind in steady pace
I walk between their pulling back and forth
I’m filled with anger, patience and despair
My pilgrim’s quest to bend them to my will
That we, all three, should ramble on as one
It feels no closer, just as out of reach
As when I first said “I will master be.”
Objective thought reveals we have progressed,
But oh how long this road has proved to be
So we give thanks for streams and rain-filled pools
Where we can rest, then carry on refreshed
another great poem and photo, like how the bird is ignoring the dog
May 7th, 2019  
Your poetry?! I read and followed with an understanding exertion to find the pace! That's a wonderfully descriptive poem! Must point Pam @pamknowler this direction. With her two dogs, she must know the feeling!
May 7th, 2019  
The poem sums up dog walks so well. My pup is still learning to pace her steps to mine and not let the lizards, butterflies, other dogs, and any strange shadow control her.
May 7th, 2019  
What a wonderful poem and with my two dogs your words resonate perfectly! Thank you Louise @weezilou for bringing me here! I have been going through your past images and am blown away by your powerful poetry! Fav and following of course!
May 7th, 2019  
Just loving your series.
May 7th, 2019  
I don't like poems that don't rhyme, BUT this one is so lovely. You may have converted me Francoise!!
May 7th, 2019  
Again a nice collection of words, well done
May 7th, 2019  
Great photo and poem...The little birds seem so calm with the dog so near.
May 7th, 2019  
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