Sunday, October 13, 2013

MAG 190

Dog by scavangercat808
My Parallel Universe
another world out there
framed in my view— 
a world of ruckus
fast moving cars
I can chase
only in my imagination 
a postman strolls unflinched
oblivious to my bark
children chasing balls
will pass and give a nod
hey you they offer
no hand to pat my head 
there are noises
I can’t even identify
people   cats   birds
smells the permeate
my universe 
I know these things exist
all beyond my reach

Michael A. Wells

The Mag


Loxly said...

charmingly sad.

Kathe W. said...

a sad commentary on how some dogs exist instead of living. Well done.

Tess Kincaid said...

Love how he chases in his imagination...

Kay said...

i liked the fact your piece was from the dogs view....excellent...x

Annie Jeffries said...

Makes me sad. So much undeserved fear of these dogs.

little wing writer said...

...beyond his reach...

Berowne said...

Songs of a Melancholy Mutt. :-)

gautami tripathy said...


doggy tales

Michael A. Wells said...

Wow.... obviously I succeeded in creating a downer.

Bekkie Sanchez said...

First poem I've read which comments on the dogs thoughts so eloquently.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

So sad yet so lovely.
Anna :o]

~T~ said...

Poor dog. Someone needs to take him for a walk!