Black Dog Death

Dream book say black dog

mean death?

That so? Well, he do what I say last night.

Fetch back to me

the puck I thoe

ever time.

an wag is tail

to boot.

Sister swore that were’nt like him

a-tall, a-tall.

Sleek black fur an fulla beans,

ever shiverin muscle bent

to the pint of his eye.

One of them Labradors,

not my dog.

At were after the bombs fell, only

the sun were shinin an they weren’t

the misery

I thought they’d be.


┬ęBarbara Fryrear 1998