My Beautiful Dog

 

Here is my loving companion,

 

She has a captivating smile.

COLD IS THE NIGHT

Cold is the night

On this a moon lit night.

 

Condensation on windows

No sleep this night

As aching bones

And bronchial disease

The need instead

Survive the night.

 

Damp are the clothes

Soiled of days

Discarded the many

Once neatly packed

Change of clothing, plus one towel

My cleanliness, is brief

As a mud soaked floor

And a shower of 50pence

Deprives me of all status

As Homeless, here you can find.

 

Days of cold and rain

Frequent of these British Isles

No place to dry

As the nights become longer

The urgency is apparent

Need to survive.

 

Viewed with suspicion

No friends in sight

Stench of damp clothing

This is my plight.

 

Black are the clouds

Of another rain filled sky

Black is the depression

That now soaks my eyes.

 

Gaze upon a moon lit night

From the comfort of your home

Think not of the homeless

Brothers and sisters

Cold is the night

They must endure the plight.

Stale bread and water

My diet of the night

Is this life?

You have status

Remember, so too

Once, had ‘I’.

By

Preobrazhenskii ©2011

Art

 

My dog appreciates art.

 

 

And of course, so do I.

My dog leaving Jail

 

Here you can clearly see my dog leaving the old gaol.  One might say she had a Saturday night on the tiles and ended up here.

 

although she has a good alibi, she kept me awake most of the night, with her snoring (curled up in her basket).

Curtains

Time out, after an exhausting walk with my Dad.

 

Now the need to curl up behind the curtains, is essential for one’s snooze.

I do have lots of other places, however, behind the curtains has become a favourite of mine.

Do you like to hide out somewhere – for a snooze?

Crossing the railway line

 

The rail line is not used as much today, as in the past.  However, the speed of the commuter train does mean the importance of being alert when crossing with one’s dog.

I could see the train some distance away, at the station (stationery I am pleased to say).

It is still an obstacle course to negotiate with steps (which my dog does not like to go up) or the gate, which one has to quite literally lift up to open and close.  I am exhausted at each end of the line.  All to enable us to enjoy a run in the park and watch the golfers at the club.

Sometimes

 

Sometimes all one needs,  is to curl up on a favourite chair with one’s comfort blanket.