bite (Remove filter)
A Run In The Park In The Rain
we met in roundhay park,
she was walking her hound,
fettered with a muzzle, the
dog barely made a sound
that was half a life-time ago,
long defunct that labrador,
I'm the one on a short lead,
I rarely talk, let alone roar
personality's behind bars,
independence gone west,
castrated, house-trained,
where obedience is best
a daily run in the garden,
...Thursday 3rd December 2020 10:45 am
Recent Comments
Ciaran Cunningham on Hélène
3 hours ago
Ciaran Cunningham on TO CHOOSE
3 hours ago
Ciaran Cunningham on TO CHOOSE
3 hours ago
Pete (edbreathe) on Cut Grass
5 hours ago
Ghazala lari on Truth shall set you free
6 hours ago
Ghazala lari on Naughtiness within
6 hours ago
M.C. Newberry on I Still Believe in Good Deeds
7 hours ago
keith jeffries on Echos of the soul
8 hours ago
Ghazala lari on Hélène
9 hours ago
keith jeffries on Matheus Luis Duarte
11 hours ago