Dog Days Poem by Jay Alexander

Dog Days



Which glue binds them
we may never know
nor do they themselves

the pack launches itself
across the brow of the hill
the leader, breed unknown,

bigger then the rest,
guides them unpredictably,
but with hidden purpose

sometimes you see them
stop and howl and yelp
and jump and play

as dogs do, then they move
on and bring disaster
to the unsuspecting

bloodied they rest,
not knowing when their
next meal comes,
yet knowing their days numbered

Monday, May 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dogs
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