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Afterlife / Dog Ages Gracefully / 7 Haikus or View from a Swiss Chalet

Written: 25th Jun 2005 | Last Updated: 25th Jun 2005

Afterlife

Feathery jacaranda and
Leathery eucalyptus leaves
Helicopter unpiloted
On the breeze -
Landing on top of
The wet, cool pool,
Sinking into the blue -
Layering the shiny bottom
With green and brown strips
That slowly bleach and
Break down into lacy bits
That then get swept up in a net
And dumped with a whack
In a hessian garden sack
That goes by truck to the tip
Where a useful life awaits
In a suburban reclamation pit.

Dog Ages Gracefully

Black and white spots are flecked with grey
His eyes droop a tad and wear red highways
The spring in his step is inhibited sometimes
By injuries sustained from jumps and climbs
Whiskers have shrunk as if put thru the wash
Eyebrows look distinguished, a little bit posh
Sores here and there are calloused and tough
The pads on his feet are blackened and rough
His coat's often dirty from rolling in the sand
It's easier to vacuum than shampoo by hand
His demeanour is good, respectful and sweet
Particularly if he’s in the vicinity of raw meat
He wags his tail at the slightest provocation
He’s got a heart of gold and sense of occasion
Without waxing on forever, he’s O.K. by me
Companion, protector, member of the family

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