Dora’s captivating photos inspire poem after poem. i’m grateful…I’ve lost count of how many poems have evolved from her emotional evocations by this stage…
photos by Dora Kazmierak https://www.instagram.com/dorakazmierak/
As dogs go Jack’s a darling dote
Luke kindly combs his wiry coat,
brushed hair hovers, haloes float:
slo-mo parachutes, falling motes.
stray hairs end up everywhere,
fluff sentries line all steps of stair,
hatch-marks added to all armchairs:
generously giving, plenty spare.
his friendly face so foxy hued,
rich ginger pointy ears protrude,
his body Reynard-hint imbued:
canine mammal though, not a pseud.
long after his presence has passed,
hair hints will linger, thick and fast,
filament fellowship merrily amassed:
found fluff-cotton into odd corners cast…