Geezer

Jan 27, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Howling Hearts

Purple sky fading to obsidian black

Shows pinpricks of silver above the horizon

Sharp mountain knives, gut the heavens

Like antennas, the dog's ears swivel

To pick up the voices of his lost brothers

I watch...

Expressive eyes look to see if I understand

Longing, but fearful of his distant kin

He has a familial resemblance

Fiercely protective of me and mine

He has another trait too...Clanship

I hear the anquish in his voice,

Separated from the wild, by the bond of man

Howls of regret?

I grieve for him and with him

I long too... Howls of love...

Our voices mingle in brother-hood

— Geezer, Jan 27, 2010

About This Poem

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Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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Critiques

Geezer

16 years 4 months ago

Bonded...

Thank you for the acrostic! I will add that to the things I have collected about Rugby. I lost Rugby a few years ago, I had to have him put down because of a brain tumor. He was with my family and part of it for 13 years. We shared many adventures together, some of which I am sure that I will write of here at Neo. This poem is a real adventure we had one night while out on the town, so to speak. Thank you for your comments. ~ Gee

DawningDaytripper

16 years 4 months ago

Way cool, howling with the

Way cool, howling with the coyotes! Awesome Gee! So is Rugby a friend or your dog? Could be both of coarse. Great read, Julie D.D.

Seren

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Gee

I think this could be smoothed out a tad but other than that its an awesome write ... I came to look at what you had been up to before bed and if you would like some suggestions or my thoughts holla at me and i will visit it again tomorrow I have time then ... now its late and this cinderella is going to bed lol (hugs) but before I am going to edit something I been trying to finish for a week lol its being ... difficult lol love and biggest hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

Geezer

16 years 4 months ago

Howling Hearts...

By all means, I would love to hear how I can make it better. Thanks for the read, and hope you get that poem under control. I have spent so much time in bed lately, I feel like Sleeping Ugly. LOL Ya know how your face gets all creases and your hair gets really messed up, when you don't comb it for a couple of days? I just tighten my mullet, throw on a hat and do whatever I have to do, and then back to lying down. A little better though, will try to work tonight. See what happens. Lotta love, and after shower hugs, ~ Gee

hardcorechick28

16 years 4 months ago

what a great

description of a night with your best friend!!!! Unfortunately my cat hides from howling dogs but we have spent a great deal of time looking out the window together, watching the birds in yard and reflecting. Animals are some of the best friends we could ever have!!! Good write!!!

Nordic cloud

16 years 4 months ago

The glint is in those obsidian eyes

"The purpleness of the sky fading to obsidian black Shows pinpricks of silver above the horizon" You set the colour and the glint is in those obsidian eyes the whole story in them, and we identify with the howl, the wild animals parallel life, our own wild past howls silently in harmony with the dog. Yes a good poem, dear geezer of the expressive eyes. Knight errant with his faithful dog, I approve, I do. Your queenie who has also loved dogs, although I had Siamese cats first. Ann.

Geezer

16 years 4 months ago

Great night...

Thank you, I miss him lots. I used to have cats now and then. You can love any animal! It only depends on what kind of animal it is, as to how much they can love you back. Cats love you, because you are their property. LOL ~ Gee

hardcorechick28

16 years 4 months ago

how true

that we are the cat's property!!! Samantha thinks that I live strictly for her amusement. If i am on my computer, she doesnt hesitate to dance across the keyboard and mess things up or butt my cell phone out of my hand while i'm texting. Yet she is a great source of comfort and can always tell when something isnt quite right....:)

Geezer

16 years 4 months ago

I've always...

Thought of cats as being more regal, and imperious. They pretty much do what they want, when they want. Dog eyes are much more expressive and seem to convey their thoughts much easier than cats. Rugby had such beautiful brown eyes. He did have a glint in them, especially when he was being mischievious. Thank you for the read, my Queen, and your kind words. ~ Sir Gee

Pamela A. Lamppa

16 years 4 months ago

You certainly set the stage with color

I liked the imagery in this and I think you have some really beautiful phrasing going on, however, I think tightening this up some will give it even more effect. That old "show don't tell" philosophy about poetry that incorporated the effective use of brevity. Perhaps this? Purple sky fades to obsidian, silver pinpricks are sharp mountain knives; gut heaven. Like antennas, dog's ears swivel pick up voice from lost brother. Eyes beg understanding legs long to run but fear distant kin. etc. I think you get the idea and certainly this quick update needs some work as well. Loved that opening! You certainly set the stage with color in this one. Nicely worked. I look forward to coming back and reading this one again. Thank you. ~Pamela

Geezer

16 years 4 months ago

Setting the stage...

I thought hard about it, tried to shorten it, and fell way short, because I didn't want to change the meaning of any of the lines. The silver pinpricks are the stars, not the sharp mountain knives that gut the sky. Trying to shorten it just made it seem like an old radio program, with a lot of static and missing words. Thanks anyways, ~ Gee