OLD DOG
Did you clock the climbing snail
Approach the leafy height
Flowers dancing growth
Watch wheat spear summer sky
Tally turning green unfolding
Beside your eager breath.
Leave crumpled sheets
To dream the tortuous day
Walk now the old dog that I am
And skirt each vibrant pool
Lives lived in murky puddles
on that path.
Memories bastion flickers in old air
The bricks rubble and mortar dust
Leave no ghostly flag
To flutter once again
with my fading breath.

First Book	Second Book	Third Book
Brother mine	Thy Days	Sibling
Damaged good	What shape a poet	Herculean expectations
Barrel bottom fruit	Creative Burying	Ressurection
Bottom line	Regret	Times End
On the dying edge	Spider Time	In Memoriam : Twice Round
Biting Free	Earth Turns	Eight Pints
Id rider	Old Dog	Sinking Heart : Drop
Only worms will know you better	Eye to Eye	Swim : Drift
Thrice crows	Autumn	Coming Home
Friends in High Places	The night the church burnt	Passage
Poet bones	Last Strand	Speed Crazy
Katadesmoi	Ashes to Ashes	Sinking Heart

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