Poem: Ojo


If you eye a wanting canine

Without approaching him

His fur stands up

His ears curl, sighs and groans.

So let him sniff your hand

And pooch-handle

His chubby, bulldog body

Calm his worried mind

Soothe his lonesome heart.


Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

2 comments on “Poem: Ojo

  1. Right on Mark!! Great writing! Love that face!!

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