Recent Dog Dreams

 Recent Dog Dreams

Last night was another dream with dogs in it—

the second within a week. At first

they were small dogs—and one might've been a fox—

I remember wondering as I

gently ran finger tips along

its out-stretched body

upon the ground—

is this even a dog?

All were docile,

loving me, loving them;

a firm massage at the jowls

which they love so much.

Then last night was somewhere in a public space,

maybe a high school during a parent/teacher night

where some in the hall had brought their canines;

and as they came near, I greeted them in my dog voice,

and set about that massage at the jowls,

telling them they're beautiful and the best—

“You da best—you da best.”

And then another wanted attention,

and a third, and others, and next in line,

seeing me looking to them, did a bow

leaving paws in front, arching back in a stretch—

the eyes as large and deep as can be,

almost watering with love.