Lyka (Laika)

I like the content, but there seems to be something missing... can't quite put my finger on it. Let me think it over some more, and see if I can figure out what it is. ~Jess ---------------------------------------------------- "Maybe in your vision, you've seen how omniscient is slightly less than divine. Cut the telephone lines, and the story's the same." - Ripplin' Waters (Nitty Gritty Dirt Band)

nice name and exotic too. i like the usage of eords in sentence comstruction. although the words are not at all 'strange' but u give this poem a sense of authenticness and so beautiful that it inspires me.

Although rhyme is not mandatory in freeform you left the poem with a thud ,it was fine right up until the last line Chrys

we are so cruel. Again I blame the bible "we shall have dominion over the birds and the beasts" We are a all one. Call me a tree hugging hippy but the sheer arrogance over the ineffible and incomprehensible inelligence of whales and dolphins should give us some humility. The Christian religion is wrong and arrogant and very destructive, cheers, Jess

Thanks for this homage to Laika, Rett. I was vegetarian twice in my life, for the same but different reasons. The second time was after watching a documentary on world eating habits. Eastern cultures routinely have *open air markets* where the lunch/dinner patron could select their dog or cat for that particular day - fresh, as it were. One white cat was boiled alive and skinned on camera. Somehow, I was able to watch the rest of it, but I stopped eating any meat or fish for over 3 years. Since then my family and I have single-handedly decimated a farm full of chickens and turkeys. Fish. Once in while my son (his partner will eat no fowl due to horrid experience of having to behead a chicken for dinner--she was reared in N. Dakota at a childhood friend's grandparents farm) my almost-x and I will occasional eat pork or steak (once or twice a year) Weigh that with the Jain Hindu sect that wear (burkas for all intents and purposes) and have folks sweeping the ground that they not inhale or step on even an insect. Half the world still prizes rhino horns for magical powers, gorilla hands for ashtrays... and guess who their rich purchasers are? Dare we speak of animals routinely worn for fashion? Experiment? Even for human life-saving? A

You know Rett, I love our poetry. I love the little snippets of life even more I think. Thanks for sharing. These million and one things that make us who we are and who we are not. ~Anna Nice lesson. Perfect. No wonder you are you ;-)