our faery dog with the old eyes
came to us by magic needing home
she came from some underworld
where the strings of time work
differently eight years is not
a lifetime but she is as the old ones
say untimely dead she came
full of enchantment steady in gaze
knowing many old ways she had
knowledge of herbs and plants
knew to walk past the cane toad
poison could survive eating insects
or on the sniff of an ancient carcass
but she missed the poison of that
rotten coconut her unfinished life
with us cut suddenly too short
today I saw her name upside down
and as looking slant so often does
discovered the faery in freya's name
Beautiful in every way! I don't think I've ever read a more beautiful memorial for an animal – and I've read a few. But then, she was clearly an exceptionally beautiful animal, in every way.
ReplyDelete(One of my cats, my familiar for 16 years, who died in 2014, was Freya too.)
Such a beautiful poem. Beautiful Freya.
ReplyDeleteSo so beautiful.
ReplyDeletea wonderful eulogy / epitaph for Freya
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful elegy. I love the lines:
ReplyDeleteshe came from some underworld
where the strings of time work
differently
And such a beautiful photo too.
I read this just now, after, by chance, posting my own doggie poem today, and with a photo too. I've had dogs my whole life and I know how close and special the relationship can be. I'm sorry for your untimely loss of Freya.
Thanks Lisa, now to read your poem.
DeleteThank you all for your comments. It makes me happy that the poems I write for her reach even those who did not meet her.
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