Dog dreams

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He sprawls
On a deep white sheepskin.
The black stove’s heat
Draws him back
To summer days, spread like a blanket
On the sun-warmed sand.

Feet flick in sudden spasm,
Galvanised by phantom rabbits:
In this new universe
He wears cat’s claws
And in the treetops
The squirrels have stopped laughing.

One eye upturned
Haw-hooded, a frozen pool.
Deep in his wordless mysteries
He runs alone, unowned, unmastered
On private paths and secret ways
I cannot know or follow.

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2 thoughts on “Dog dreams

  1. I’d love to know what goes through their minds, especially when the sleep-barking starts (one of my favourite sounds). Years ago, I started writing a series of stories for my daughter about the adventures our dog had in his dreams; maybe I should finish it…thank you for your comment, as always, and trust the memories were happy ones. N.

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