Almedia Knight Oliver

Man And His Dog - Poem by Almedia Knight Oliver

Here, here, here, Princess
My little puffball
My baby girl wants
a Christmas tree, yet
we can't have both, come
let me brush your silky mane
My, my, my girl!
May I manage the black streak
that waves your back?


Time is slowly gnawing away the years
that I can't hold back, nor the memories
Of when I was a tot
Depressingly, I'm not!
Don't howl girl, I feel your pains
Distressing your back and legs.
Sorry girl, time can't be turned back
Just slowly moving forward in my space

'Princess dig a hole
I'll bury your bones'

Beneath the ground
lay man and his dog.

[ I'm still pondering why I wrote this poem. My grand daughter wrote ('River, Tide, Run'on poem hunter by Ilana Sabio] before I wrote mine. She doesn't know why she wrote it ]

April 23,2010

Topic(s) of this poem: Art

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A stream of consciousness, poem?

Comments about Man And His Dog by Almedia Knight Oliver

  • (7/15/2010 9:49:00 AM)

    Very different, yet very good. Captivates as one reads. Seasons of life? Enjoyed; D (Report) Reply

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  • (5/17/2010 6:51:00 AM)

    In many parts in the poem through out you live a grand daughter there Almedia...that's how the mind commands...imagination just obliging...nice composition...10 (Report) Reply

  • (5/11/2010 7:37:00 PM)

    Good write
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  • (5/9/2010 12:14:00 AM)

    Hi Almedia. This reminds me of my mother's relationship with her 6 cats. There's sadness and loneliness conveyed in the poem. The narrator in some ways identifies with the dog. Both of them are experiencing pain, which they must accept. There's a wistfulness in recalling easier times, but there's no going back. The narrator is prepared for 'the change', however. I enjoyed reading it, Almedia. (Report) Reply

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (5/5/2010 6:58:00 PM)

    Princess dig a hole”
    I’ll bury your bones”
    Old age necessitates alteration…
    I’m prepared for the change
    Useless, beneath the ground.
    Man and his dog... how true your assertion is almedia... beautifully written and it is fact of the life.. i was moved with you sentence....10

    read mine.. m in tears.. an advise to....
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  • John Knight (5/5/2010 5:40:00 PM)

    Hi Almedia - Does there have to be a reason to write a POEM? ? ? ? In my experience most POEMS arise from passing inspiration. After great personal deliberation - and consultation with third parties - my analysis is as follows:

    Verse ONE Pampered Puppy
    Verse TWO Dog and Dotage
    Verse THREE Death and Decay.

    Thanks for sharing - Love through Poetry - JOHN
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  • (5/5/2010 9:57:00 AM)

    Empathic poem ‘en memoir’

    Retrieved from memory cache memory chip and blending one’s girlhood with the Princess

    Magically crafted… finish is ‘sufferingly yours’
    Ms. Nivedita
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  • (5/4/2010 9:29:00 PM)

    i like it so much! 10 for that
    it seems a story to me
    catchy one!
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  • Pranab K Chakraborty (5/4/2010 8:55:00 PM)

    I’ll sweep that
    Black streak that waves your back......

    Someone on Earth tried to play chase with death (the timeless youth! !) and you try with different form and fascination. Here is the youthfulness of a creator. Till the last date of achieving destiny try to dig a hole where we all can bury the blackest prince 'The Death'.
    At least carry the torch as long as you can.

    Long you march


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, October 17, 2014

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