Francie Lynch

My Inner Canine - Poem by Francie Lynch

When the phone's at home
I'm a dog
Without his bark-collar on;
Off the leash,
Off the property,
Snapping at gulls
On the beach.
I'm digging up old bones,
Lifting a leg,
Barking and chasing
What crosses my path.

Back at home
I loose my dog brain;
I'm tethered and yanked
By a cellular line.
The yelping,
And begging
Have me pining
For the freedom of
My inner canine.

Topic(s) of this poem: dogs, freedom, technology

Comments about My Inner Canine by Francie Lynch

  • David Wood (9/9/2015 10:53:00 AM)

    Our inner canine, I'm at one with my dog we have the same sense of humer. Good ink. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 9, 2015

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