Maggie Mae is buried – there
just beyond my kitchen window
under the summer canopy
of ancient apple trees
Appropriate don’t you think?
Her round head, round eyes
framed in apples,
her greeting a dizzying
round go round.
Today the wind picked up
and a dozen apples fell
one split in two revealing
A chambered heart--necessary dark seeds.
At dusk deer will tiptoe hushed
into the palpable shadows
and I will hear her bark bark
at their trespass, will see her run
run again, run wily and whole
first into the tall grasses
before the sweet turning back
toward the light of home.
What a beautiful poem and a beautiful dog! Words cannot even express my feelings right now. March of 2009 was a nightmare for our family. My beloved cat Pinky was hit by a car right in front of me and died in my arms. One week later, while coaching my son's basketball game, our home burned. I lost 17 furry family members who were my best friends that day. Four of our cats were able to escape thru a window. My life shattered that day. It's been a year later and I am finally able to remember the good memorizies and the happy times. Not always without tears but I am able to concentrate on the good they brought to my life not just on my grief. Your poem did bring a tear to my eye but also a smile! Thank you for sharing and God bless you and your beautiful angel that will always be with you.
A beautiful tribute! Love the image of Maggie Mae barking at the deer under the apple tree.
Your poem made me cry. It was so lovely. Thank you for sharing Maggie Mae with me.