Terriers

Terriers

A Poem by Vanessa Whiteley

 

Sammy, Samson Small
in platinum and gold
a small treasure
on four furry feet,
the eldest too dignified
to run for sticks like

Angus McTavish
small Cairn terrier
intelligent, alert
chasing after everything
only to be bowled over by

Rob Roy McGregor
dopy West Highlander
not sure why he's running,
then they return tearing back
across the sands to me
from over thirty years ago.

© 2008 Vanessa Whiteley


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I love their names! Those alone are just so adorable. I also love how you give each one their own stanza and describe each one of them so joyously.

I read this with such joy remembering a teacher of mine who used to bring his pet Cairn - by the name of Rupert - to class each day. He had trained Rupert to attack this baby doll and it was quite funny to watch this little puff of white go after that baby doll every day. Rupert got a new baby doll every year for Christmas too.

Anyway I was remembering all this and then when I got the end, wow. That is how it is when you really love your pets. Mine have a way of coming back to me in dreams. It's wonderful. I hold them and it's so real that when I wake up I'm disappointed.

Thank you so much for sharing this. As you can see, this piece really got to me on a deep level.

take care :)



Posted 16 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.




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A treasure!
I had a Scottish Terrier aptly named Licorice.
He would sit with his back up against the couch
like a human body.
Great piece!
JKC

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The true mark of effective and pure writing, it moves the reader to a different emotional plane. You moved me to tears. Having had four legged kids of my own for many years now, I often find myself in dreams of them, so real I can almost feel them, and then, I wake up.....

I am glad you have known Samson, Angus and Rob Roy. No doubt they have given you gifts you will treasure forever, more than another 30 years.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

reminds me of a wonderful poem by Carl Zuckmayer about "The Setter in the Park" ... which ends with the sad line "and I think of all my dogs who died and weep" ... I know just how he felt, just how you feel when they "return- tearing back across the sand to me from over thirty years ago". ... Hell! I sometimes dream about the dogs who died on me and it still hurts! xxx

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

This is a beautiful, tenderly nostalgiac and filmic poem. I could very easily see the dogs and their characters. I could feel your mind being transported back through those years and the reader came with you.

Posted 16 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Oh the memories of past pets. This is an interesting piece in the flow, which is your mark, is bang on. I loved the way your tight words tie in each of these pets, as they flow into each other, like stacked memories. The only thing I thought could bring the colour out more boils down to two things: (1) a stronger sense of personality; and (2) the emotional meaning to ego. I believe that could be done with the interchange of a few words here and there. Not enough to break the flow. The flow is excellent.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

ok, but could be a lot better. i am surprised by the material i have read here. i mean you gave me such bad reviews i came here to be blown away, and i am anything but. perhaps you need to become a better writer before you are so quick to criticise

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 7 people found this review constructive.

I found this very sad as I lost one of my dogs not too long ago. I have long dogs. It was obviously written with love but particularly the last stanza I can see vividly. A lovely thing. Regards Ken.
(PS Look at Dorrie on www.kenart.co.uk.)

Posted 16 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Nicely done. I liked the story of their personalities. Surely they bring back quite a few memories for you to enjoy.

Cheers!
Doc.
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Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 5 people found this review constructive.

This remembers virginia woolf she also wrote a book about a dog i have read in slovak, i don t know the title. very cute and yes, their names are cuttiest. Rob Roy McGregor
dopy West Highlander----- very cute! so this is a thought a memory of your childhood.

Posted 16 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.

I love their names! Those alone are just so adorable. I also love how you give each one their own stanza and describe each one of them so joyously.

I read this with such joy remembering a teacher of mine who used to bring his pet Cairn - by the name of Rupert - to class each day. He had trained Rupert to attack this baby doll and it was quite funny to watch this little puff of white go after that baby doll every day. Rupert got a new baby doll every year for Christmas too.

Anyway I was remembering all this and then when I got the end, wow. That is how it is when you really love your pets. Mine have a way of coming back to me in dreams. It's wonderful. I hold them and it's so real that when I wake up I'm disappointed.

Thank you so much for sharing this. As you can see, this piece really got to me on a deep level.

take care :)



Posted 16 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.


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