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I created this blog to showcase my art, photos and writing. But today for the first time I want to have a guest poet. This is a poem that had a profound effect on me when I first read it many, many years ago. I’ve never forgotten it and today I would like to share it with you.

The poet, Irene Rutherford, wrote such beautiful poetry. Please enjoy. ~ Patrice

Lone Dog

I’m a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone;
I’m a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own;
I’m a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep;
I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep.

I’ll never be a lap dog, licking dirty feet,
A sleek dog, a meek dog, cringing for my meat,
Not for me the fireside, the well-filled plate,
But shut door, and sharp stone, and cuff and kick, and hate.
Not for me the other dogs, running by my side,
Some have run a short while, but none of them would bide.
O mine is still the lone trail, the hard trail, the best,
Wide wind, and wild stars, and hunger of the quest!

Irene Rutherford Mcleod. 1891– 1968?