I Could Be Anything [Revison]

I could be anything you want me to be.
I could be the sun shining its warmth upon you
Or I could be the cold wind against your face.
I could be a drop of rain that gently falls down
Upon you as you dance across land in night.
I could be the snowflake that falls
In the bleak of a winter’s night,
That hopes to find a place upon your head.
I could be a rescue dog looking longingly outside my cage
Hoping you would take me home.
I could be anything in the world,
But I am yours forever,
You let me be want I want to be,
And what I will be is me.

105 Dog Haikus Book

Next book, 105 Dog Haikus is in the process of being done. It is in editing mode and I am finishing on the book cover. It should be coming hopefully next month. This book has 105 haikus about what a dog for poem about if they could. They range from outside through the seasons, brushing of the fur, eating, habits and a lot more. These have been taken from the many dog haikus that I have written. For a sample of what will be in the book here are three links of dog haikus.

5 Waiting Dog Haikus

5 Sniffing Eating Haikus

5 Dog vs Wild Animals Haikus

The Glosa Brook

By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
— The Brook by Lord Alfred Tennyson

I stream gleaming sparkling in the sun
Gurgling with bubbles I slowly meander
My way through thick dark forests
Catching a pebble or two along the way
Carrying it beyond to another place
To chat with before sundown
I relax listening to the birds
Hearing their sweet songs as I pass on my way
I weave in and out around town
By thirty hills I hurry down,

Reach the bottom in roaring current
Only in another mile abate to almost stillness
I continue my journey onward to the end
Until then a fork in the path
Which way will I go from here?
Take the right to where I slip under bridge
Wide and wooden with planks as old as time
I bid adieu, a slowly plod is my pace
I continue to weave in and out along the fringes
Or slip between the ridges,

Down I go; I can wander far
I change my course slowly in time
Slight deviant I change my flow
Can see new locations from different angle
I continue my journey to far off lands
I make great progress to go around
A bend with trees that’s up ahead
I stream myself forward
To will make a call down
By twenty thorpes, a little town,

Quiet it lies as I go by
Town sleeps before the dawn breaks
I pass in silence to finish my journey
To great ocean that lies beyond
But before I get there I will see
Wide hilly fields and high ridges
Down and around I go on
Pick a few pebble friends as I go
They move along with to see more ridges
And half a hundred bridges.

Where Sand And Ocean Meets

Cool waves lap against my feet
Sand pools around my ankles
Gritty sand seeps through toes
I am held fast by the current
Sand retreats back into ocean
I stand locked in place
Looking across vast ocean
Thinking what maybe beyond distance horizon
What is there for me to see?
Will I ever get there to find it?
I think of this, watching sunset befofe my eyes