Old Dogs in Snow

(Common Ground, Spring/Summer 2014)

Old dogs capering in
snow - knowing grins
and stiff bows, tick-
tock tails, bleached
snouts steaming, hoarse
whuffs, the glint of
cataracts
   
Saying now, now, now,
forever now
   
Take two of those,
against a dusking sky,
with the dancing child
who watches, and call
me in the morning
  
No, don't call.
Whuff. Dance.