I am usually a formal poet, but a recent experience of mine seems to be asking me to write it in free verse form. So, here goes.
Dogs Know Something
On 85th Street there are lots of dogs
behind the gates and fences
of Mobster McMansions.
I walk by them on my way to work
and will sometimes hear a bark or growl
if I get too close.
One day last week, it was different.
I heard all sorts of dog sounds
the moment I stepped out on 85th Street.
There were deep, dark barks
and howls and yips.
They didn't care how close I got; dogs were talking to each other.
Something was up on 85th Street.
When dogs talk to other dogs,
you know something is up.
I'm a cat person and don't speak Dog
so I couldn't get the gist
of their conversation.
I wondered; could it be another earthquake
or hurricane coming?
They say animals know about things like that...
I never did figure out
what they were talking about
but even though I'm not a dog person, I was glad to know they were there.
When dogs are on the job
you're not alone in the neighborhood.
And when dogs talk to each other, you know something is up.
Blessings and well-wishes from your Cat Person: