Our beloved
poets and dogs
drag home
the damndest things:
bones, mirrors and seeds.

The bones
remind us
of what we've
chewed on endlessly
through the night.

The mirror
reflects back
on us the decisions
we've made,
and then regretted.

The seeds
hold out hope f
or where the path
might lead us,
ever forward
into the unknown
possibilities.

-- riffing off Terry

Of poets and dogs

by dogtrax

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