Welcome to poetry day on the blog. I hope that you will try to write yourself a poem today. It’s fun. It’s relaxing in the way that things which take total concentration are relaxing. Writing poetry focuses your wild, distractible, meandering mind. I wrote today’s poem in honor of Ralphie, our Labrador retriever, who has come down with Limp Tail Syndrome (it’s a thing – look it up). He’ll be alright. It’s similar to when we roll our ankles. Still, it is sad for us, to see him sad.
Limp Tail Syndrome
They say it comes from swimming too much,
It came from doing your greatest love.
It stole your wag. It stole your grin.
Your body can’t smile in your wiggly way
with the big wet soppy toy in your mouth.
It will pass. All things do. But now
Your body just grimaces and growls,
And your tail hangs limp.
You wear your emotions on your whole body,
Not just a sleeve. You don’t hide anything.
You are the embodiment of life, breath and love,
And joy and pain and listless agitation.
You are so fully you, always and ever.
Soon your sprightly tail will wag again.
Easy, light, high and fast and free and happy.
Your tail never hangs limp for long.
It’s not in your nature to be kept down.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.