Old Man, Western Tennessee, 2002
dear uncle darius was dogged all day and all night
by demons:
the booze, the pills, the girls and the cards, until
red hearts bled on the table
and demerol danced like fuzzy dice
hanging from the mirror of his
92 chevy blazer plastered with stickers of "Live Girls"
and the playboy bunny who flirted
with Dover, his bloodhound who
took every trip with him and
the day darius drove into the ditch
Dover licked the blood from darius's
ears and looked up at sirius
and howled.
August 13, 2008
3 dogs
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7 Comments:
Oh, nice! Great poem.
that's a good read!
I like the way you weave this story and the prompt together. And the hearts bleeding on the table is a very effective image.
Great continuity from the interlinking elements.
Very nice!
ohh, uncle darius and dover friends for life... just as it should be between man and his dog...regardless of the differences..
Great imagery of a man, lost to his own weaknesses.
I wrote three poems for the TOP prompt: Dogs of War, Two Pets and My Dog Tom
Bev
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