You sing those glorious arias promising love’s transmutation
do nothing to warn me of the sobbing obliteration of my future
You posit lilting imagistic lyrical fantasias of nature
can’t be bothered to save my dying dog
You rend with anguishing tales of human suffering
mock the distended belly of the starving child
You promise illumination, eternity, and succor
for this I gifted you with everything: intellect, awe, love, music, being
You think you’re so sophisticated, nuanced, infinite, and gorgeous
today I understand what lies outside your scope and cannot forgive you
Dear Reader: I can’t find any true poetry today, my dog is terminally ill. I did try to write a poem about orphans of ideology, maybe it will come out tomorrow. For poetry without melodrama see Witnesses http://chromapoesy.com/2011/09/13/witnesses/ which was written for the grandmother my dog is named after or my other Pasquinade (for my heart) http://chromapoesy.com/2011/07/19/pasquinade-for-my-heart/. Right now poetry and I are only speaking with one another thanks to the public affection pressures of NaPoWriMo in which we made a vow to see each other through the end of the month. Don’t worry, I’m sure poetry and I will have truly earth-shattering, mind-expanding, soul-blossoming makeup sex soon and we’ll get back to business as usual bringing you multimedia, philosophical, experimental, lyrical, mythic, confessional, occasionally humorous, epic, form, and free-verse poetry.
😦 Sorry to hear about your dog.
I appreciate your empathy.
Sorry about your dog. Went through it a little more than a year ago.
Hang in there.
I’m so sorry to hear that, I lost my other dog last year and I’m still pretty sad about it. Thank you for your empathy.
Sorry about your dog. *hugs*
Thank you, I lost my other dog last year around this time. I’m trying to accept that I’m just not going to handle losing her very well.
ugh…i am sorry…really…dogs are family….
Thanks Brian, they surely are for me. Jody is the only dog I’ve had since she was a puppy.
Anna big hugs. The lucy I name myself after was 17 when she went and I still love her. Miss her.
Dogs are powerful people. Thinking of you. j
Thank you, I think we continuing loving long after we lose our friends, partners, family, and puppies. Not much to be done about it but live through it. I’ll be a sobbing mess for a while. We’ll see if she rallies.
I like what you’ve done here Anna.. it feels fresh-fallen on the page. Authentic sentiment in non-sentimental terms.
You maybe don’t think so… it’s a slightly different voice from you I think. It’s genuine and well-shaped.
Thank goodness for NaWriPoMo..otherwse this may never have seen the light of day.
Thank you Becky, I value your feedback immensely. I thought about the commitments of NaPoWriMo without signing up at the website where you commit to posting on your blog. However, I knew if I committed to posting new and interesting challenges would present themselves. This is simply part of the process and probably good for me to knock poetry off her pedestal in my life, let her roll around in the muck and the blood with me for a while.
Oh Anna, I am so sorry, I have been there, it is so hard. We love them with all our hearts, and they take little pieces of that with them. Sending you hugs.
And your poem, I love it. I felt it.
Thank you Kelly, she died today. I appreciate your hugs and your feedback greatly.
I’m sorry about the loss of your dog.. You have my sympathy.
Take care!
Subhan Zein
Thank you Subhan, that’s very kind.