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.

©Barbara Fryrear 1998