The Companions

 [Poetry], Wild Onions  Comments Off on The Companions
Aug 122011
			to Dan Weeks
Two dogs
mangy manes a-shake
follow this river

for frogs.
First one then the other

the friendly lips
serious a moment, long black
and still

a line
of fresh paint hastily
applied below

the snowcapped teeth.
Ah!  rings in the water
declare something

a few feet out.
Is it?  No matter--leap!
The froth

around them
ecstatic!  snapping! and then
slow to drink . . . .

They return poised
to the riverbank as if they
chased every raindrop.

The river
continues and they continue
to follow it.