Who Let The Dogs Out? Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
Who Let The Dogs Out?
she came to me
I gave freely
openly fully
I gave from
depths
time beating
heart
I gave with
free hand
heart
from depths
defining
time
worn soul
you set your
friends
the dogs
the hounds
of private hell
upon hand that
feed
heart that
gave
for no reason
hounded to hell
by dogs that bite
because she loves evil
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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5/4/2024 4:50:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a beautiful write. It's something I can totally relate to. You give your heart and soul to someone and to find out in the end the dogs do bite and it hurts.