Monday 21 July 2014

Black Dog Dance


(An interpretation of human depression)

A subtle beat arouse the dust from the old house 
Where the black dog sate 
Tail drumming the floor as it awoke from slumber
The windows jingled, a swing was the gate

A youth took a black hand from the shadows 
And they danced blind in each other's eyes 
For they had lost before and before again 
To this black dog dance of their lives

Becoming one with the darkness
In the sills of light and soot of time
Embraced in an intangible abyss
They broke the four legged rhyme

The dust settled on her broken limbs
Where her heart danced for the black dog
Lost in the shadow’s soft hands
Four legs took for the forest fog

To be seen again 
To dance again
That black dog dance of life

Wolf