Thread: Beautiful Night

Beautiful Night



Ruff, ruff,
Woof. Ruff.
Arf. Bow wow wow,
arf arf, arf, bow wow.

Bowwowwowwowwow; Woof

Aaooo
Aaooo, roo roo roo
Aaooo. Aaooo.
Aaooo roo roo roo.

Arf.

Woof, woofwoof. Bow wow wow wow wow wow.

are you a dog?

I was. This is genetic recall.

Whoa, this is deep.

You are singing my lullaby, apple. Every night I hear a version of this song, sung in three part harmony.

Oh, Sondra, you naughty girl. I clicked on expecting to be swept away by another of your exotic journeys, but only made it as far as my backyard. Never thought the economy was so bad it would trickle down to imaginary trips, cheaper to keep it close to home, I suppose. The repetition is to die for, hon, expertly executed *wink*, too lazy to look for the smiley. I officially nominate you for this year's award for most original piece. I got a kick out of this, love.

Thank you Gumby and CD for your input and thoughts. A backyard can sometimes be profound. And JonM yes, this is very deep. I will interpret the poem from dogspeak to English for you. I know it is hard to understand.

Beautiful Night

and the night sifts through my fur;
soft breeze inside moonlight.
I raise my head to the sweetness.
The earth seems holy.

A frail, finger of sound shivers in the distance.
My senses prickle to something familial,
the scent of musk, rust, and feral tangle.
I remember a certain moon.

Urged toward the sound, I search for that moon
and in exhilaration, I answer again,
and again and again.

Could just as easily be "Beautiful Day". I'm not sure how to bark that comment.

Dearest Sondra, though I like your romanticized interpretation, I do believe it's not spot on. It's been a while since I spoke dog, but here's what I got from it:

Beautiful night

Who's there?
Show yourself.
You stranger, better keep out
or I'll wake master.

MASTER, WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP

OMG!
Look at the moon,
it's a total complete full moon,
it's so intense OMG!

Wait, what was I doing?

Ah, yes; YOU, GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT...

Please Martin shut me up from laughing. I'm sure you jest because you must know, Martin, you are speaking and interpreting in curbonics the canine equivilent to ebonics. And you took it quite literally. I interpreted in the Kings English using poetic flair and, of course, poetic liscence. You say taters, I say Potato.

Yes, I'm still laughing, because it's funny ( but so dog cliched)

Well, perhaps it is all in the ear of the beholder then.

Apple, not being familiar with your work, imagine the look on my face when I read your first. You were in the dog house! Then in the interprative poem "Beautiful Night" you had gained all my respect and then I was in the dog house. I'll try to redeem myself, here.

Being a lover of imagery which of course I apply to my own verse, I was in
Word Nirvana. (Martin might say)

YOU, GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT...

But "Word Nirvana" it is. As crazy it sounds.

Simply brilliant. You've incorporated Personification and one more "f" or "s" would render a Similie.

A frail, finger of sound shivers in the distance

This was an immediate re-read because "in" threw me off. Then realized how affective it was marrying "breeze" and "moonlight". A deep relationship!

soft breeze inside moonlight

I'm partial to this because I've used "Holy" in similar context as yours.

The earth seems holy.

So, I'm really looking forward to reading more of your work. Laurie

Thank you Laurie. I've been in a writers cramp for a long time, but it feels good to be back.Thank you for your comments.and I'm glad I got out of the dog house. The idea of "Word Nirvana' is beautiful (thanks to Martin?) my best to you, Sondra

I love this poem. It sounds like a beautiful place to be. I live in a district of Osaka city that is bizarrely quiet at night and find myself wishing a car would swish past every now and then! Is it available on audio cassette?

Originally Posted by chrislewis

I love this poem. It sounds like a beautiful place to be. I live in a district of Osaka city that is bizarrely quiet at night and find myself wishing a car would swish past every now and then! Is it available on audio cassette?

I could maybe make a fortune then... if I recorded each night of the week in my own back yard and neighborhood, sell it as a CD. Hmmmm...