Monday, 30 January 2023

Hark , hark , the Bark

  Like   scared rivers 

My path meanders 

"Sacred , not scared " 

I stand corrected 


I declare  I am terrified 

Of canines , petrified 

Every single customary bark 

Uttered in jest , takes me back 


Paths of self doubt 

Rapidly   sprout 

shaking my heart 

with rapid fire heat


I am ready to beat 

a hasty retreat 

My accomplice my feet 

forever comply this feat 


Matters escalate 

apprehension conflate 

"they bark because they can " 

My friends try to placate 


"Exactly !! " I reply with a pant 

"And I run for walk I cant "

Not with salivating jowls 

emitting blood curdling howls 


Close to my heels 

Don't you know how it feels ? 


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