Friday, October 31, 2008

BLACKY OUR CATALAN SHEEPDOG

















Our jolly dog with floppy ears
two eyes like olives and no tears
waits for some gentle morning-words:
he has already seen the birds.

His wagging tail it sweeps the floor;
he puts himself next to the door
and watches every little change:
his world seems simple but not strange.

His soft and fluffy bunch of hair
falls round his body and takes care
of good defence against the cold:
he is a loving dog we're told.

He is a comrade and a friend
using the house from end to end
and in his presence and his being
we notice things we were not seeing.
..........................................................
Jan Arends, Torroella de MontgrĂ­.
Text and photo's. 'Poetic lines' 2005.





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