Spaniels In A Field Of Kale

The two spaniels leaping and flying
like shadow and leaper, like leaper and shadow
sent in wider and wider circles,
the more they leap about, and chase
each other through the mile-wide depths of choppy kale,
the more they might be mistaken for
an upblown leaf, a lifted edge that balances
its catchment of light briefly like their coats
parting to the skin in the wind=s combs
which cross the heath like a search-party, extending
the eerie coastline of the prison fence.
The logic of them, flopping and collapsing, flies
out in a northerly direction towards the last outcrops
of Scapa Flow, or keeps going with the rafts
of overushing altocumulus due west
to the land floes of Inishbofin, east to Orford Ness
or south to the lip of the Lizard, where it hovers panting
over the odd ellipsis of Land's End;
this before it takes the whole flight on rewind,
tracing it phase by phase until the dogs
refind the channel they have trodden flat
in the blowing field where the kale
springs up again in front of them, untrampled.
The logic of their leaping takes
the flight again, and then again, as if each flight
is the exercise without which its belly
would drag too close to the ground,
and those tresses in earthbound flight become
a slip-leash, a sort of flowing yoke built around
the features of a little prune face
and mouthful of yappy snarls.

by Tim Liardet

Comments (7)

hey Tiara, don't worry you are not alone. i felt the same thing as you do and still do sometimes. But things look brighter now since I know I have friends and people I love and can talk to. Please tell me what made you feel so bad to write this poem.
Hey, I have a freind that has this in common with you, she's one of my best freinds. I used to feel this way when I was younger, I'm 29 now and things have gotten better! A whole lot better. I used to pray to God that I would die, that he would take me, I had so much pain inside... When did you write this poem?
Trust in God things can change. I know what it is to have urges to do some things.
Tiara, I've got good news for you. Things CAN change! And there IS Someone who fully understands what your poems are all about. Jesus can change ANYONE. I know, because He changed me. I used to think there wasn't any hope, and that nobody could relate to me, but the Bible says this: Heb.4: 14-16/ Seeing then that we have a great High Priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need. Tiara, He loves you, and He wants to change your whole life! Bring everything to Jesus, ask His forgiveness, and He will change you! 2Cor.5: 17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.
I heart rendering poem, for anyone dealing with the pain of life more than the others. I hope that things soon do change for you Tiara. Peace out, Rissa: -)
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