This black dog follows me-
Relentlessly
Passing as a shadow
Amongst shadows
For when I am
Particularly vulnerable,
Incisors snap rhythmically;
Primal blood-hunger seeking
Satisfaction in its quest to
Find the easiest part of
Me to tear into
"Its cunning
Is wolf cunning,"
(London wrote) and
There is nothing I can do
To appease the brooding
As it lies in wait
For strength to falter,
Or for a cessation of defenses,
Or for weary eyes (fixed on surviving)
To lose their joyful glimmering
This black dog follows me-
Relentlessly
Passing as a shadow
Amongst shadows,
Watching doggedly
For an open window,
Or some doorway,
(Unlatched)
To allow it ease of entry
richard lloyd cederberg
9/2010
A Monumental Journey Novels
I think most often relationships consist of 2 very different people: the rock, and the one the rock always holds steady. When you are the rock, as I am, sometimes you need your partner to hold steady for once, but you cannot change one's character so easily. Thus, the rock must quickly recover and become the rock once more. The depression becomes more dangerous because it's hidden and solitary. It's good to have writing as an outlet...
Love and Hugs, And I am here:)
Sheila
Ron
Imagine Churchill fighting the Hun with his Black Dog. I guess such a man is great inspiration.
into overdrive. -gene.
Cheers, always,
Dan
The black dog can really bloody up what would otherwise be a lovely day. I particularly like the second stanza.
Be well, take joy!
Blessings,
Christine
"There is nothing I can do to appease the brooding..."
relentless, merciless hound shadowing our mortality.
Power in this, Richard, real power, one to save to my library.
John