I walked along, hand in hand
Strolling towards the trees.
I was happy, had no care,
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
I ran my hands, through the green,
Humming - carefree as can be.
I was content, and had no fear,
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
I closed my eyes, to feel the breeze,
Smiling so blissfully,
I sighed, then, I remember -
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
I opened my eyes, and the trees were bare
Barren ground surrounded me -
I screamed, wordless, held on even tighter
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
The sky then bled, my mother screamed
As to why I couldn’t see
My dog barked, and I held on to
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
My mother looked at me, her mouth was open
Still screaming silently
The dog whimpered, why was it only
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
She then faded, I ran after
Holding my dog helplessly
I knew then that image was over, of
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
When I stopped, she was gone, and so was the dog
They were only memories.
Nightmares or dreams - the only way it can be
Just the dog, my mother, and me.
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Author:
Anna Wakey29 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My mother was my best friend and confidant throughout my life. As an Autistic child with mental health problems I leaned on her heavily. After our family went through some severe trauma at which I was the centre, my mother and father became my complete family. When I had just turned 20 (Jan 2013), my mother passed away out of nowhere from a heart attack - I worked in our emergency department and was on shift when she was bought in DOA. I still miss her deeply. She also got a dog who she absolutely adored. She said she would train it, make it obedient - and instantly caved to everything she wanted. I trained Boo (my dog) and when my mum passed away, Boo became my dog. A A couple of years ago, my dog went to stay temporarily with my aunt while I was sorting my housing. She was in perfect health. A month later, I get a call from my father telling me my aunt has had her put down and spread the ashes due to a mysterious 'illness' that came from nowhere. She didn't even let me say goodbye.
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Comments4
So beautifully done, so sorry for your loss
Thank you xx
This is tragic Anna. I’m at a total loss to know what words would bring any kind of comfort.
Just know…
I'm glad that my writing had such an impact ☺️
Great to hear from you again, Anna. Given your precarious housing situation, I wonder what may have happened since our last encounter.
Sadly nothing new to report, however nothing for the worse either!
Sorry to hear that. Well if you want a diversion, you can always challenge me again!😜
I could feel this coming and the poem had a haunting feeling to it. Well composed with the recurring line at the end of each stanza it reinforced the feel. A fave
Thank you!
You are most welcome
Friend, what do you want to convey with this poem you wrote, tell me a little??
I wrote this poem a couple of years ago now, I lost my mother in 2013 quite suddenly (she was 50, I was 20 at the time). 2 or 3 years ago I lost my dog. My dog had been my mother's dog and felt like my last link to her. Under my poem it has an explanation 🙂
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