Monday, 15 December 2008

Flying the Dog

I fly the dog like a kite
avoiding the power lines

I edit him back to the bone
that squeaky chop focus
the spring and skip
the senior pup

I steer him clear as satnav
up ginnel and ley line
Taut leash
Skirting the block

I score him the home run
Light of ligament
Rhythm simper and stop
plipping drool in crystal water
Fur on felt snoring

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