ramble-amble dog
ramble-amble dog down the road of time snuffling gateposts as he goes and laughing, tongue on the sly what stories will he sniff on the night-woven breeze here, where no collared, contented dog ever would go? and not much stopping ~ no just to excavate portions of somebody's lawn, investigate tulips and trash for awhile some folks don't like what he finds ~ creased dirty dungarees nobody wants under the earth...under the mind ramble-amble dog digging up old luck, and hearts rusted like knives, tossing and catching them in his dog smile  More Poems Songs Fiction Back to Index |
