an old poem on “The Power of the Dog”, a fresh haiku on “a lost friend”, and a news on a found golden retriever on a freezing Irish mountain

Many of us have a soft spot in our hearts for our pets, e.g. a dog. My family and I have kept dogs as companions for generations. Today I found this old poem about the power of a dog. I also sighted a random news about a golden retriever stranded on a freezing mountain for … Continue reading an old poem on “The Power of the Dog”, a fresh haiku on “a lost friend”, and a news on a found golden retriever on a freezing Irish mountain

old friends framed in time together

Old Friends. A picture on the wall of a mining museum. A man and his dog. From the background it appears they sat for this portrait in the artist's studio. How long had they been patiently sitting together in this posture? How many sessions? Perhaps not too long. In real life how long had they … Continue reading old friends framed in time together

am i not rare? a sidewalk flower asks

Rare Yes, you are rare. In my eyes. Today, I walk pass this way without expecting to see you. I am just walking and not looking. I am busy because I am going somewhere. This pathway and roadside are just things I happen to walk by from one spot to another spot. My destination is … Continue reading am i not rare? a sidewalk flower asks

a dog’s life continues beyond: a haiku (and a prose)

a day we gather this shore and beyond we dream daring to venture ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~All three of us together. It is rare. Because we depend on our human friends to bring us here for the fresh air and smell of the marks left behind by other living things, mainly dogs like us. Sometimes an occasional bird may … Continue reading a dog’s life continues beyond: a haiku (and a prose)

a dog’s life continues not alone: a haiku (and prose)

I know you were here creatures living free and wild land and sea and sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am not alone. Not exactly. My human brings me here to meet friends. His friends. Mine too. Often we dogs do not need to meet physically. We smell and detect whether the smell is familiar. We know who has … Continue reading a dog’s life continues not alone: a haiku (and prose)

a dog’s life continues alone: a haiku (and a prose)

The world is not small for all creatures in the wild free to roam and soar ~~~~~~~~~~~~I long for freedom. I am a small dog. My owner is very protective because he ties me up when he visits a pub to quench his thirst and meet others like him. So I wait and wait. Someone … Continue reading a dog’s life continues alone: a haiku (and a prose)

a dog’s life continues: a haiku (and a prose)

A beautiful day smells of sea creatures abound freedom on this shore ~~~~~~~~~~~~~A dog's life is enviable to human. Like all other living creatures, I am not naturally bound in the wild. But some of us look for friendship with human. Sometimes I may feel obligated to please the one who feeds me. But generally I can remain free inside … Continue reading a dog’s life continues: a haiku (and a prose)

all feet taste of salt: a dog haiku

Perhaps strayed or left no scent for your nose at best all feet taste of salt ~~~~~~~~~~~~When he looks closer at the picture he begins to wonder if the cute little fellow captured is a dog or a bird. Some human are around taking selfie. Perhaps this dog belongs to someone as he seems to … Continue reading all feet taste of salt: a dog haiku

journey on: more little dog’s story -the gate and the cage

This little dog is trying her best to adjust to living in the new house which has no garden. One recent day she was put to test and subject to much confusion by the human. He drove home and parked the car outside as he did not want to let the dog run into the … Continue reading journey on: more little dog’s story -the gate and the cage