Laika Poem by Gabriella Mayer

Laika

Rating: 5.0


Do I miss the disco?
I haven't been offered
a dance under the light

I don't need
the light

but offer me your hands and
I'll find the nearest squeak
toy
for you to throw
I'll curl my head downward
in submission

Show me a laser and I'll
stretch my claws
apt to
let no point of you
be unmarked

Let me come home to you
when Laika couldn't

Monday, September 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love,obsession
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Laika is known as a dog in the Soviet Union that was one of the first animals to go to space and (unfortunately) die in space.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken 04 September 2017

Beautiful poem Gabriella thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken

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Gajanan Mishra 04 September 2017

let me come home, good one

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