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Simon



Simon with harness (2004) - Rest in Peace

(Based on my father’s first seeing eye dog)

Written in 2004, updated in 2015

Crèma floating on the top of the shot glass

Rich, and creamy —

A warm ardent kiss.

Slender spun legs chiseled into his frame

The form of a fish

lingering thick to thin.

Bones of the body, the skeleton.

Like a statue he stood

stoic and proud

Noble in his duties

...most of the time.

Like a sphinx he sat, a legend, a story.

Passed on to the generations

by the forefathers.

Like a dragon he rested

in his cavern,

the chairs.

A rabbit, he wavered through the powdered snow

A blend of paint on the landscape

A deer prancing through the grove

A stallions hooves beating

on the sun-baked earth.

He jumped like a wayward mare.

A teddy bear to touch

Warm wool of a bleating lamb

gently curled like the tides of the sea

Melting into the sand bar.

By heading, a dog,

reflecting a God

A quilt of the finest threads

of silk.

You were the eyes

of my father.

#MetaphorAnalogy #Bittersweet #Gratitude

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