Old Myspace Blog Post # 8

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Joy Beagle Current mood: tired Category: Pets and Animals She's looking at me in this moment Eyes that have witnessed pain and loss Without any vocabulary to describe such events A sigh tells me more about her plight Than any journal or diary might ever convey I tap on a keyboard in a quiet bedroom That has become her refuge, Her port after an immense storm Hours pass and she remains at a loyal Proximity to me Her furroughed brow speaks concern At Backfiring mufflers or Unplanned eruptions of outside noise The fur on her back stands alert Imposed by her intuitive knowledge That the comfort of this chair on which she Perches Is not unlike where she rested when Katrina tore down the walls around her. Originally posted elsewhere 08/05/07 Currently reading: The World Is Flat: A Brief History of the Twenty-first Century By Thomas L. Friedman Release date: 24 July, 2007