Photo By Jools Thatcher

Photo By Jools Thatcher

The theme for this week’s JVG Radio Method poem is “ Bright“.

I rather liked “Bright” as a theme. Not too heavy, no poking a finger at the gods. Just a small piece of observation on the animal kingdom.

This week I have Ed Bates on guitar backing.

To play this poem directly in your browser – just click the “play” button below:
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Also have a listen to the tracks on the new EP “Once We Were Kings Of The World


Bright

Our dog, by all measure, is not very bright
As dim as a tar pit on a moonless night

Trips over her feet: walks into walls
Completely bewildered by whistles and calls

She chases her tail, with a pant and a grunt
Pursuing the dog she imagines in front

Doesn’t do tricks, play dead or retrieve
It amazes me, frankly, she can manage to breathe

She devours what’s dished up without any issues
Though given the choice she’d dine on used tissues

For entrée, pyjamas – she loves the elastic
Dessert, usually slipper, with a side serve of plastic

Sits in her food bowl, cushioned by meat
I think she forgets from which end you eat

I look in her eyes as I ruffle her chin
The curtains are open but nobody’s in

As vacant a look as a chicken or lamb
I wonder sometimes if she knows who I am?

And then it occurs, despite all she’s not
She’s at peace with the world, content with her lot

All she desires is the couch and the telly
A pat when you’re passing, a scratch on the belly

No dreams of empires, just a bone and her mat
Neither hates nor is hated – not even the cat

IQ and wisdom – we often confuse them
Brains aren’t much use if you don’t get to use them

Does our dog think she’s stupid?– not in the slightest
The smartest among us are not always the brightest

© Copyright 2012 Ian Bland

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