Sunday, April 01, 2012

by my side

Gone. He leaves 
several weeks of me.
Love wrapped tightly in a pack.


Up 
in a flurry, to start his day.
While I fall, gently into slumber.
But not alone.

Her shape, the crescent of the unseen moon,
Leans like gravity,  against my side.
Wrapped in a coat, sleek with shine.

One paw, of four, draped across my leg. 
She whispers in her sleep
Dreaming without restraint ...
A trick, a point, a treat , a smell, a taste, a cat- 
the chase is on-
quaking and quivering.
In a rush returns
a hush.

This pet, my friend cleaved once again - untwitching. 

She sleeps, 
while I wonder, 
with a wish, 
this thought, a string could pull you back to me.

Drifting lost - I can no longer find your scent among the sheets...

Her tail thumps once, as I pull her close. 
 



A special thanks to Richard for the words over at the Sunday Whirl this week-
The Words : string, wish, point, trick, shine,paw, smell, pack, shape, taste, whisper

The process- My husband of 30 years, travels to Asia three times a year, for business, for a month at a time. He also is gone another month or so traveling  within the US.  Four years ago, I was blessed to find to find Pepper, my black lab, at the local pound.  This bit of writing attempt to tie those two things together. 

Any thoughts on the structure, or content is welcome.


My husband returns April 3. :-)

25 comments:

  1. Oh, I love this, Teri... and I think it's perfect as is. My dogs twitch and make noises, too but they don't sleep in our bed. I'm sure you'll be so happy when your husband is home again.

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    1. My "black puddle of love" (my "poetic" name for my black lab) is only allowed on the bed by me... when my husband is away. I do not allow her under the sheets though, so mean of me.

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  2. Happy returns! I love the feel of a dog, pushing itself into the curve of my body, and you've captured it. You were blessed to find each other. Excellent write, Teri. The first stanza begins the weaving together of dog, man, and woman, and ends with his dissipated smell. I think it works. I hope she'll give up her spot for your husband upon his return. ;)

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    1. Brenda - thank you for your thoughts... I had hoped to "weave" these two ideas together, I will come back to this in a few weeks and see how I feel about it then. And she will indeed loose her spot on the bed once my husband returns.But she does not seem to mind. I think she is just glad when he returns!

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  3. I'm so glad your husband returns then. The line 'I can no longer find your scent among the sheets...' is so evocative. I agree with what Brenda says about the structure. Your description of the sleeping dog is so vivid, I can see her next to me.

    Teri, I found your two long responses sitting in my spam box, which is weird because I responded to them somewhere, I think. That's what I am checking on, as I would hate to have the responses not go through and you unanswered.

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  4. Teri, it's lovely. You captured both the absence and the presence - I particularly like the fourth stanza - such wonderful imagery and words.

    Richard

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    1. Thank you Richard- Your words help see the kernel of what this piece was about. (Absence and presence.) I always forget how much I enjoy the pairing of opposites... in my photos as well as my writing. Your words brought focus- thank you.

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  5. Teri, I love this poem, especially the line, " Her shape, the crescent of the unseen moon,leans like gravity,against my side."

    Beautiful and comforting.

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    1. Thank you Cynthia- we do love our pets!

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  6. Teri, you have woven a beautiful story here with the words. Having pets can be such a comfort in times of loneliness. I too, am happy for your husband's return.

    Pamela

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    1. Pamela- I am really glad to see you point out the idea of weaving a story...thank you.

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  7. Nice, warm, comfortable thoughts.

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    1. Cherly- Thank you...Comfortable thoughts, yes that is what I was looking for.

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  8. Wonderful use of words and I love the companionship of your dog!

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    1. Daphne- Where would we be without our pets?

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  9. Though only turtle sitting now, I've had both dogs and cats as sleeping companions. You have captured their unconditional love as a member of the family. :)

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    1. Jules- I keep saying no more pets... I am glad I found Pepper though. Thanks for stopping by!

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  10. pets are great companions. i am contemplating taking a job where I will travel. it would be the first time in our 15 year marriage. The thought of it is horrible to both of us.

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  11. I picture this - your faithful friend keeping you company while your husband is gone. Soon, a joyful reunion!

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    1. Barb- It is good to have faithful friends, of all kinds!

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  12. This is a beautiful expressed piece. Thank you for sharing the process too. "I can no longer find your scent among the sheets..." - how I wish I had thought of that line!

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    1. Libby- I was pretty please with that line too. I have am sure I am not the first to find it but I know it says what I felt.

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  13. Teri, I love the format of this poem, and of course, the poem itself. Beautiful writing.

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  14. Beautiful poem, Teri. Pets can be a huge comfort when we're missing loved ones.

    I appreciate the process notes too; otherwise I would have been left with the impression that the man in the poem was not just gone, but "gone."

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