DRINKING ALCOHOL TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY
THEN IT TOOK AWAY THE SKY

Saturday, November 14, 2009

MY NAME IS LUCKY


LUCKY


I AM LUCKY


In the dreamy dewy
morning's earliness
the man and me
we walked
I am Lucky
And so is he

I have four paws
The he has but two
With a very long tongue
I taste it all
On the greenish glades
I place my searching nose
between grass blades
I smell and I eat
the dreamy dewy
earliness

Sniffing and tasting
all of it is how I live
It's what I have left
to take and to give
in the early soundless
morningness

My man is a happy camper
Surely I know that
Even so, wish he had a tail
so he might show me
Happiness: something to spread
wherever this day our trail
up and down, twists and bends

WAIT!

Who else is walking
In the dreamy dewy
Morning early?
Are her footsteps
breaking the silence?
My hearing so sharp
detects not a single sound
but I feel her presence
A feet-walking other
With me and the man

So far away, so always close
in even these:
the early
the dew
the dark blending
with morning light
the dream, yes, the dreams!

The he walks with the she
Lucky is me....
Steve E

Peeps, I am sober
I'm at peace
I LOVE
I go now, wishing Y.O.U.
all the above.

21 comments:

Gabriella Moonlight said...

Steve, I don't know what muse you have found here but she is most suiting you and you she....this is an amazing post and a truly blissful morning with you and Lucky and I along for the walk with you!!!

Much love to you...
G

Syd said...

Nice poem. Lucky is aptly named.

Patrick said...

I loved it!

Nessa said...

Lovely poem from a new point of view.

Long Overdue

Dulce said...

Lucky Man and lucky Lucky.
I love your poems peep... you are becoming so beautifully romantic!!!

Keep writing. you are outdoing yourself
peace and more LOVE,
(To Lucky too)

Selchie said...

ah I love it when you write poetry. Always instant feel good to visit you. Love. Yes. I love you too).

Secretia said...

That was very original, Steve.
You are creative.

Secretia

Fireblossom said...

Dog Wisdom. Got to love it. :-)

Madison said...

The eyes of Lucky look very wise for some reason.

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The Turning Point JF's Weblog said...

Was down in your state a couple of weeks ago. Each morning I took a walk/run along the beach. Great way to start the day.
Loved your poem and yes we're the same age. I also lived in Ohio near Akron before moving to Tennessee.

JF

DreamDancer said...

Great poem, feelings of contentment and love. How lucky Lucky is! Have a beautiful day, Steve :)

Inky said...

SIGH!!! HOw beautifully warming and cute at the same time. Lucky is lucky to have you, and you are lucky he came into your life, as we are lucky to have YOU in mine and ours.

LOVE U STEVE
Peace HUGS

Scott said...

that was really kool Steve... I enjoyed reading!

Just Playin' said...

Ah yes. "Lucky" is lucky! Hubby just got back from his walk with the Buds. Pure unconditional love.

Mona said...

That is so sweet! The Lucky eye view ! :)

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

inspired by fur and the 4 pawed adventure in life.

I LOVE IT!

enchantedoak said...

This was very poignant and beautiful, that early morningness in a dog's life and in the human who walks him. Good poetry! Thank you for your comment on my post yesterday. Cheers!

Bud White said...

Ah, sweet Lucky. Inpatient alcohol rehab can be the right thing for a struggling alcoholic. Good poem.

Margie said...

Very nice poem!
So enjoyed it!

Margie:)

Tall Kay said...

I think this is the sweetest poem I have ever read! A dog and his man and a she! Loved it!