a little bit of fun, based on the antics of one of our dogs. But, in keeping with Poems for Pilgrims’ spiritual theme – there is a simple message for all of us. Thank you Dollis. 1994 – 2010
Splish, splash, splosh. Sludging,
Slipping, slopping up the path;
Head down, cowled against the rain,
Concentrating – man,
What a floody pain.
Splish, splash, splosh – Dollis
Whoshing, wagging through the wet;
Tail up, loving every drop.
Carefree, full of beans,
Shakes her shaggy mop.
Don’t – you – dare, doggie,
Running, charging, straight at me!
Woah! Glistening, hairy bomb;
Unloads cold cargo,
Delivered with aplomb.
Great big drop, swelling,
Filling, forming, mud infused;
Hanging from my nose.
Hold breath, gonna sneeze!
Tickling as it goes.
Wet, wet, wet – water,
Inside, outside, every side!
Dreaming of a bath,
A dram! More wet, yet:
Warming aftermath.
Do dogs dream Dollis?
Crashing, bashing, gallumping.
Too busy to talk,
Smells a plenty here,
Focused on your walk.
Then, now, yet – listen
Up humans, doggie wisdom:
Be alive in the now;
Fretting this and that,
Makes a worried brow.
Splish, splash, splosh, Dollis.
Yelping, spinning, all about;
Canine pleasure zone;
Tiring very fast;
Home, food, laid out prone!