short & sweet little poem I wrote during my lunch break about a stray “beach” dog that my mom, brother and I met on the warm sands in Torres, Brazil in October 2009. This dog followed us around and just wanted to jump and play. We actually contemplated taking him home with us to Canada, but we knew that he was in his element… the love that this dog shared with us that day was really special, and so I thought about writing a little poem about our encounter with this handsome beach dog.
I call this poem, simply: “beach dog”
beautiful, brown, beach dog, where did you come from,
dancing on the hot sands to the wave’s pounding drum.
energy so bountiful, jumping and playing,
run with me, your big brown eyes were saying.
sharing your gorgeous smile, in this moment of peace,
the rolling waves, salty with little crabs, that you munched into a feast.
your paws, black snout and white painted tip of a tail,
an undying love you shared without questions, without fail.
who are you beach dog, to come into our lives,
so briefly, with a paw print on our hearts, an angel in disguise.
you run free on the beach, licking the salty, wet beach,
looking for your next meal, but with a salty feel, what a deceit.
beach dog, you came to dance with us,
but so soon, you left without even a fuss.
so be free beach dog, and live your happy way,
chasing sea birds, running, and jumping in the ocean harbor bay.
a poem inspired by a beach dog during my stay in torres, rio grande do sul, brazil.
written by: andrew david darnel
montréal, québec, canada
november 23, 2009
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