Serenade Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Serenade

Rating: 5.0


The stray dogs
huddle in packs, gathered
like galaxies, ravenous
like black holes.

Canine brigands,
prowling, growling,
the dog star is their star,
their mentor the cresting moon.

All orphans,
all had mothers
and all had human masters
who turned on them
and turned them out.

Now like their ancestors
they are free,
tribal covenants bind them
for survival
and they straggle in the night,
and they struggle in the night,
half-breeds, evicted from the human realm,
creatures in perpetual flight,
singing in the cold moonlight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Thad Wilk 04 November 2007

Hi Sonny! Another excellent Write deserving of a (10) ! ! ! Thad

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Tai Chi Italy 04 November 2007

Hi Sunny! well some stray dogs, bark at the wrong door, is my experience. Great write. Smiling at you, Tai

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