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L B Sep 2012

the bars of the cage are cold on his nose
his large brown eyes, expressive with soul
sadly watching people come and go
some of them pause to look at him
and others just shake their heads, and move on
his brindle coat is speckled, and looks at bit rough
not smooth, like some other dogs' coats
his markings look muddy under the lights
but still, he stands hopeful, one ear up, and one down
just like the hope, in his big loving heart
his tail, a happy flag that wags at each passerby,
and then, stills... as they walk away
till a little girl sees him, and suddenly, she stops
her bright eyes meet his brown ones, on her face, a big smile
and she calls to her family ... "over here - this one, Daddy!"
oh, the sweetest sounds ever heard in this world
is the opening, of a cage door...
and a fuzzy, warm little dog cuddles and wiggles
estatically held in the arms, of a big hearted child
and, that hopeful little dog finally has found... his forever home

by LB
L B Sep 2012
snoozing in the twilight gleam
two old wolf eyes gazing
where he roams into the past
when he was young
now he is old his muzzle gray
eyes still shine in twilight....
recalling times with his family
now he is left alone on this shore
old man old wolf
born raised live and die
a sunrise of youth in their eyes
bright morning a summer of memory
dimmed now in old wolf old man
close together on this shore
sworn enemy of wolf... this old man
now the old man rests his hand gently
on old wolf's head.... and asks forgiveness
for the wrongs he has done
old wolf sighs he looks into old man's eyes
sees a family a young man roaring inside
the wolf sees more but keeps silent
the man's fears he's long held within
things man has done acts of violence
made his spirit puny indeed....
the wolf knows...far more than man
even now as the old man pats his fur
the wolf closes his eyes
for the last time...
and opens them wide on the other shore
his family running to greet him...
and no humans in sound or view

by LB
L B Sep 2012
shadow song  
in flowing currents  
i hear your voice
i see your form in rocks
a luminous face blue eyes
it's been so long
since i lay beside you  
here in the dark
the grass holds your scent
the breeze caresses me  
like your fingers
i feel your touch  
heaven sent in my thoughts....
my skin tingles with memory
listening to your songs  
singing in flowers
in the waterfalls...
a shining rainbow you  
dancing in the light
naked as a dream....
you skin glowing like a pearl
water droplets sparkling  
in your hair
i see you now  
stripped before me  
in moonlit radiance
dancing in your sinuous way
a wildcat a tiger... a snake
roaring purring a kitten soft
you are here no distance  
between us
slinking in the shadows  
of my fantasy
never far in mind
my dreams you haunt...
a living ghost
i love you till i die
i live for you i dare for you
i dream for you...
i dive for you...
'neath dark waves of passion
into the realm of blue
i find you where you are...
waiting for me
with open arms
by LB
L B Sep 2012
crazy feeling lazy
soft dreamy kisses
on your face
laying here enraptured
in a dream world
hazy sleepy day
a night of loving
a day of holding
onto each other
so warm
feeling the sleep
cascading like raindrops
in my arms...
you so soft
sweet like a baby...
your hair on my cheek
i play with its softness....
your fingers
entangled with mine...
we lie here breathing
saying nothing...
just feeling skin on skin...
loving the sweetness
of loving...

by l.b.
L B Sep 2012
the girl was always strange...a little different from the rest...she stayed to herself in her room after school...and loved animals the best...talked to them out loud in funny voices...her long hair covering her face and one day it really came as no surprise to her to find she was growing a funny bump on her backside...that sorta looked like a first it was easy to hide...she stuffed it in her pants and no one was wiser...except it felt a bit strange sitting on that thing...and when she was happy, darned if it didn't start to wag...all by itself...a few weeks went by and that tail started growing...longer and furry red like a setter least the back part anyhow....and her parents wondered why she never wore shorts day she answered a question at school...and a happy bark slipped out of her mouth!....classmates eyes round looking at her...teacher smiled and thought it was a joke...of course that is how she passed it off...but by golly if she didn't control... her cheers for a team....yips and growls popped out in excitement...her friends really thought she was strange...but the more it happened the more the girl liked it...she enjoyed being different...and by golly...her dog loved her just the same (as he always did.)..but her folks wondered why there were furry dog hairs inside her clothes...just down the one pants leg...hmmm...
well that gal grew mighty strange...funny things like barks and howls sang out in the middle of church choir....they started calling her wolf girl at school....and darned if her ears didn't start pointing at that night she'd stick her head out the door...gaze at the street waiting for a bark...from a little yorky across the street...and when that dog caught sight of her... man...the barks went crazy...all from her!....soon she got the urge to down she went when no one was about...and raced like the wind on all she could rip...faster than her dog...they'd zoom about the back yard...after a ball...and she caught it first...parents watching her one day...seeing her playing like a pooch...worried the heck out of them...they wondered what to do...they took her to a saw that growing tail...well he scratched his head in puzzlement...and darned if the girl didn't lick his face!....and offer him her hand to a dog!....well time went on since then...that girl is still stranger than strange...running round barking scratching at a collar now and tags that say her name....guess she's got the best of both worlds..being human...and being man's best friend...''

by L B
L B Sep 2012
the road i know is gone now

the one with weeds and trees

wildflowers blooming

beside old evergreens.

our little yellow home

my mom grandmom and I

a winding garden path

tended so lovingly

a porch with a swing

three graceful maple trees

i named the three princesses

they were great friends to me

in back was a wonderland

of greenery

a little swirling pond

reflected autumn leaves

mushrooms grew in rings

on old weathered bark

i so fascinated by colors

beside our humble home

grew a flowering bush

white blooms heralded spring

from my window i would see them

in the morning

...memories are golden now

as twilight sweeps o'er me

wish i could go back there

and relive childhood... once more

by L.B.
L B Sep 2012
beauty in withered hands
soul shines in wrinkled skin
lines and folds
a lifetime unfolds
a man a woman aged and gray
a heart full of memories
many stories of old
whisper in weathered faces
spirit soft in silver patina
not loud in vivid shades
a shadow across life's path
a mystery dwells within
behold in faded eyes
a light inside
a garden of faded roses
souls closer to heaven
unfurl sweeter petals
nearer to God

by l. b.
sept 2012
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