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A lost dog is not a lost soul

by Lori Blair

I once disagreed to not agree

then agreed, inside, instead

never mindful, without heed

my soul, souless beneath

a fountain, undrank, stank the times

ink pen not worth its grief

I'd let it rot beneath a sea of placidity

where smooth stones know themselves

more than you

and me



Lost dog, forever,

beneath it's sheep

lost in silence, too friendly,

to beg for treats



nothing but silence plaits the mind

until you see for yourselves



whose who and whose

disbelief



A crossed crowd cries, just as blind,

no photographs that hide

their crystal insides



no room for confusion, now,

too many excited by what they see!



Is it real or just a deceit?



An angel, once imagined, appeared to me

said too many fighting nigh

inside, never looking without

no use inciting a sign

if all we see is misunderstood

can't we see the violence

inside our minds without what's outside of "tried"

too many allowed a fight

for what they

think is right





Lost dog, forever,

beneath it's sheep

lost in silence, too friendly,

to beg for treats




nothing but silence plaits the mind

until you see for yourselves


whose who and whose

disbelief




A crossed crowd cries, just as blind,

no photographs that hide

their crystal insides


no room for confusion, now,

too many excited by what they see!




Is it real or just a deceit?



And I saw all there was within me here

there wasn't more to share but fear

for all I believed running scared

reality ran its ink

towards hide and seek, unseen,

but ink pen realized its mind

no compromise for weak as you and me are the same

no use uninviting the truth

when we know


it's not just you and me!











01/03/2012

Posted on 01/03/2012
Copyright © 2021 Lori Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/04/12 at 04:28 PM

"lost dog, forever, beneath its sheep" - brilliant line.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/04/12 at 08:55 PM

... excellent... indeed.....

Posted by Mo Couts on 01/04/12 at 10:00 PM

This is absolutely excellent, Lori, just as all of your works. So wonderfully done!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/06/12 at 03:35 AM

An excellent example of how one can have fun playing with words. I feel happily lost in the surf of the sea of words. And that's a good thing!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/06/12 at 12:58 PM

splendid as always, Lori. this line alone ----------- but ink pen realized its mind --------is worth the price of admission. that line is mind blowing.

Posted by Jody Pratt on 01/09/12 at 11:18 PM

Congrats on hitting #1! I think this poem is speaking for itself. Great job!

Posted by Tony Whitaker on 01/11/12 at 09:19 AM

Wow, I am so glad to have stopped by to pay a visit to this site of all days. There you are, rightfully at #1. Your way with words always astounds me and the many surreal scenes which pop into my mind made me read this over and over. Its like licking a tootsie roll pop waiting for that "crunch" to find that goodie inside! Brilliant! Added to my faves!

Posted by Laura Doom on 01/11/12 at 11:30 PM

Obvious that you're no stranger to excellence Lori...

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/02/12 at 02:47 AM

Powerful ending to a very challenging poem.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/19/17 at 12:11 PM

Congratulations, Lori. The poem is lovely and captivatingly rich.

Posted by George Hoerner on 07/30/17 at 12:17 AM

I've seen a few dogs, but more people, with 'lost souls' than I'd care to count. But then at 80 I fear I'm not sure what 'soul' is. Oh I've been told by a few people but I suspect that I'm more dense than the normal (which I'm not) human being. I have enjoyed the poem but may not have understood it. But I've met a number dogs which had greeter souls than I. Take care lady!!

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