I Can Smell Her Sweetness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Nature & The Outdoors


A poetic narrative about a Pit Bull dog that strays

Submitted: September 16, 2018

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I can remember her smell--

Of worsening dampness,

Totally dirtied by society

Nobody wanted her

Like a prostitute on a street

corner--

She was musty, she was filthy

Coated in societal expectations

of euthanasia & she was mildewed

mildew and parasites feasted on

her leather skin

She did not sin...

Her wonderful nipples fed her puppies

sipping like little dragons on an evil dragon

but I learned to love her

dripping in dog saliva I once fell

and she laughed at me with a smiling

pink tongue

innocent she was, society turned her

into a monster at

another dog shelter, abandoned

we got her fed and bathed

straw and an old shoe string

stuck to her rear left paw

they found BB pellets on the x-rays

for loving her only puppies?

the sweetness in her eyes

so sweet like honey

proud she held her chin up

showing off to God Himself

what majesty her little ones

meant to her

little leather dogs

with tender smiles

soaked in their own juices

diaharrea and vomit

they overcame an illness

called Parvo..

now the pups were again smiling

Mother was so proud of her

babies

we cleaned her up

but her soul

was always clean 


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