Free verse № 118628
black dog
Coarse hair of black and brown
Confiding in the lamplights glow.
Home was somewhere long ago;
Remembrance coming loosely.
Rain and cold they slow the blood
and make for awful company.
Oil slick and chasing shadows;
befuddled by the rainbows.
Red on black and silent still,
She never saw it coming.
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"Remembrance" (spelling).
What's it about - murrderrr?
definitely a lot of interesting imagery here, though you've lost me with what's going on. someone suggests murder, and I suppose I could see that--but not enough. "black dog" makes me think (of a friend, firstly, but after that) maybe--a hit and run... or a car crash (oil slick, and chasing shadows). Well, the words give me a car crash, the dog makes me think hit and run. Can you tell I'm really, really lost?
I'd like a few more crumbs of detail to piece the puzzle together.
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