Ghost dog .. what’s your story?
Why do you come so near?
Ghost dog, what’s your story?
What have you to fear?
You trod uphill and you stop in time
to sit and face my house.
You sniff the air, you look at me,
but still you won’t come close.
Ghost dog, what’s your story?
To whom do you belong?
We see your collar,
we see the belly,
we know you’re not alone.
Ghost dog, what’s your story?
Who do you come to see?
Spring and Winter, Summer and Fall
we find you close at hand.
Ghost dog .. what’s your story?
What can’t we understand?
Ghost Dog across the street; always near but never closer than this ... What's his story?
Maybe he wants your dog to come out and play…or maybe he’s got a message!
~d.
We don’t know! We’ve tried approaching him .. he just runs away. In summer he lies between our house and the widow’s house to the North. In winter, he sits like that, across the street, watching. I would love to know what he’s thinking … MJ
In the snow!? Where does he find warmth? it’s a tad warmer down here. Poor baby.
I know! It bothers all 3 of us that he just sits out there, looking in. In the summer he lays in the neighbor’s yard, between our fence line and her house (we have a fence b/c of the pool). Sometimes he sits in my front yard under the maple tree. If we open the door or move to go out there, he skee-daddles. To where I don’t know … He’s quick, like a ghost. MJ
Poor dog, he looks just like my guy. At first I was wondering if you meant a real ghost dog. We used to have one in our house but I encouraged her to go to the happy hunting grounds.
Well we call him “ghost” dog b/c he’s there one minute and gone the next; He often lies in the side yard between our house and the neighbor lady’s. He first started showing up in the summer months after her husband passed away. I’ll look and one min. he’s there, turn my head back and it’s like he was never there. Sometimes I’ve wondered if he was real, but he is. But the name stuck!
MJ
That is so nice! And I love that you put the photo of the dog in the snow at the end of the poem. Wonderful writing!
Thank you, Leah. That’s where he sits in winter – facing my kitchen. Funny dog. MJ
What a nice poem…. he must have a home; he just visits to make you wonder about him….
Thank you; he seems to like visiting us … I just want him to be OK over there.. MJ
He looks like he sees you seeing him. How sweet.
Yep – I stepped out onto the front step and zoomed my camera in really quickly so I could take 1 picture – he sat perfectly nice for it and then – flash – gone. I wish I knew his story .. MJ
This is wonderful, MJ. Your comment to Rumbly about the neighbor losing her husband and the appearance of the dog – that is interesting.
I hope you are able to touch ghost dog soon. Clearly he is curious.
Loved this!
I just found it entirely too coincidental that he showed up about 1 month later … and he loves to lay near her house. I hope I can touch him, or at least let him know he has nothing to fear with me. Frankie is not “down” with that plan, however.
MJ
It’s Sirius Black come back to life….
… something!
MJ
Ha ha! Sirius Black….. Stories can be found any where can’t they.
Yes indeed!
MJ
He is your gaurdian dog…keeping watch over things from a distance but always there.
I feel the same; he’s like a guardsman, staying close by. Why I am not sure, but he is always there. MJ