Canis At Rest
by Constance Brewer
The vigilant border collie
likes to grab a quick sleep
with black head propped
upon my booted foot. One
ear keeps cocked for work
or trouble, the blue eye flicks
behind closed lid, attentive
even while dozing. Sprawled
to the side, a mud-caked paw
twitches in anticipation—
stalking movement from dream
sheep. I'm reluctant to shift,
needles pin my instep to the floor.
I wait, on edge, until the nap
is finished, when the house
wolf will rise to groom the dark
fur with sharp, white teeth.
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4 comments:
I can see the collie so well, how he/she is exactly positioned here. The lines "a mud-caked paw/ twitches in anticipation—/ stalking movement from dream/ sheep" is endearing to read, such an interesting detail that links a connection between the body and the mind of the four-footed dreamer. (grin) Cheers.
S.L. Corsua - Thanks for your kind words, and thanks for stopping by. You must know dogs, and how they love to make themselves comfy on one of your body parts. *g*
Lovely image.
Carla - thanks. :)
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