Treasure Island

Bernard Kennedy

(20 May 1956 / dublin)

Old Faithful Dog


I never thought him dead.
Only running in the park,
and sitting stretched by fire,
or with his paw,
pushing the dish,
' more water now'.

And barking, for post,
and visitor, and exits,
from his home domain,
and up the stairs at ten,
and down again at six.

A rhythm of memories
and habits.
Until his back legs gave,
and the vets scanning eyes
' he has had a good and happy life'.
And my heart sank.

I held him as he passed,
and watched him go,
to another field or park.
This time without a leash.

I can still sense him here,
in the house,
on the staircase just past ten,
and at the duvets' edge.

Luther was the collies name.

Submitted: Thursday, March 08, 2012
Edited: Sunday, May 18, 2014

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  • Unwritten Soul (3/21/2012 8:00:00 AM)

    Oh it was sad to hear and smile too to listen like he was around..Bark Bark...like he calling you..the echoes voice in your ears make us heard the same too..the shadow he left we also can see through your mind too.. such a nice story and sentimental to feel within..nice! _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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