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A Poem About Nothing? and Dog Love by Harry Strudwick

Harry Strudwick, is an international person of mystery. A nom de plume, a ghost, Harry is a regular contributor to the Bass Coast Poetry Wall but no-one knows who or where he/she is.

A POEM ABOUT NOTHING?

I looked out of my window this morning

As the sun was rising over distant trees

Beyond the glass another day was dawning

And the world was gently stirring in the breeze

 

And as I watched the morning gently stirring

I wondered why, and if, it was really there

And if I had not been there to watch life’s wellspring

Would it vanish like a mumbled line of prayer?

 

A bird was singing, out of sight, unseen

As I stood beside the window looking out

And then it stopped, and had it ever been?

I wondered, then lost in nagging doubt

 

And then I turned, and I walked away, and I left it

And behind me it was, or was not, there

A beautiful world, sparkling, sunlit

To believe in, maybe, if I dare

 

Dog Love

Woken dogs, whining dogs

Want their morning walk dogs

Walked, hungry dogs

Now they want their breakfast dogs

Mournful dogs, lonely dogs,

Left to go to work dogs

Excited dogs, wagging dogs

Time for evening run dogs

Happy dogs, sleeping dogs,

Fed and walked and loved dogs

 

 

 

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