Dog Days by Stacey George
/This poem, by Stacey George, was one of the two runners up, in the Wild Words Winter Solstice Competition 2017.
Dog Days
The Dog Star shines when I am almost due;
My belly stretched by the presence of you.
I squint at the sunrise on swollen feet;
Heliacal rising heralding heat.
I tell you of Sirius, that you too
Might appear like the brightest beam: on cue.
This Celestial Wolf will chase us through
The scorched Dog Days of summer, till we meet.
The Dog Star shines
On us; the past glows across the bare blue
Skies. You turn within me: a nested doll who
Seeks release. Then, as I stare, I retreat
Eight light-years before I heard your heart beat.
Yet I knew you, I think. And, as I do,
The Dog Star shines.
Stacey George
We unpeel those layers that have attached themselves over time, by finding word portals back to a freshness of thought and expression.