WHISPER 2004 - 2017
Where would they carry me once I’ve scampered across the Rainbow Bridge?
On a brilliant dew-moistened summer morn,
“Welcome” yips of beloved pets awaiting me,
As gemstone stars glimmer in ironical glee;
Darker sky blue; Dusky azure haze;
Sapphire sky becomes purple midnight;
Silken silver cotton clouds merrily adrift.
Demurely smiling; Drowsily detached;
Peace, well-deserved ‘neath platinum moon,
Four paws stealthily race thru verdant wood;
Go puppy-romping o’er parched grassy fields;
Oh, please tell me where would they carry me after I cross that Rainbow Bridge?
Sleepily indifferent of life purpose renewing,
Ever seeking Akashic knowing of lives past
Recalling what was; imagining what may be
Gone are restrictions as my old orange collar,
Its deceitful tags that alerted to a canine hunter,
Wild prey: rabbits, squirrels and bird-folk, alike,
Fake prey in textile fur, colors wild and bright,
All together now we play by full yellow moon,
Running alongside shimmering fresh water lakes,
Like mirrors reflecting what is above onto the below;
Wherever shall they carry my soul returned Home now that I’ve crossed the Rainbow Bridge?
Cradled by loving arms of dawn slightly gold;
Kissed by tears in dew-moistened first hours,
Awash by what must be shed and left behind,
Newly pressed, redressed, putting on new fur;
Wanderers simper, faces tinted by moon madness;
Wavering heat as snakes arisen on ignoble tails;
Too soon Autumn repaints lush emerald leaves,
Leaving old regrets as frost-browned leaves
Left shivering by the song of moody breezes;
Irritable Winter befits bleakness shellfish gray;
Alas, where will they next carry me now that I’ve crossed over that Rainbow Bridge?
Hearts mourning as soggy clouds pending rain,
Where wanderers go with moon green envy
Morning sun explodes on violet peaks afar,
Detached lay I at rest in metallic clouds of
Ironical thought; Swiftly grieving passes by;
Keys freeing hearts kept prisoner of lament;
New freedom bringing happier memories
Of barking, nipping, fetching and carrot treats,
Loss is naught but end to illness, pain and fear,
I’m now sleeping where rainbows lazily stretch
Furry muzzle grins as I see where they will carry me after I cross the Rainbow Bridge.
Oh, regret not what God has willed fate’s fulfilling;
Now rain-soaked fur turns dusky with indifference,
Safely sleeping amidst smoldering moon shadows;
Release now your painful thoughts darkly hued,
Least blackness swallow memories of happier days,
The past must rightfully turn silver then misty gray,
Eventually melding into a darkness of the nary seen;
Watch for me in dreams bringing delight again,
Listen! Joyous yelps; Look! A wagging tail,
Tis only a tiny bit of your heart, I’m taking to keep,
Where there’s no need to wonder where they will carry me beyond that Rainbow Bridge.
Death robs, not for long, love unconditionally met,
Surely, on a far-off day, God shall again ask of me
A new purpose with someone who will need me as
Much as you that fateful day, a puppy He sent down,
Then, upon a new dew-moistened summer morning,
“Welcome home” puppy ears hear and remember,
Gemstone stars glimmering in fresh ironical glee;
Darker sky blue; Dusky azure haze;
Sapphire sky becomes purple midnight;
Silken silver cotton clouds merrily adrift,
Upon that rebirthing, they will carry me where I shall come back over the Rainbow Bridge.
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Original Poem written at Penn House Retreat
Revised: TRIBUTE TO MY DAD: August Blog 8/15/15
Rewritten: TRIBUTE TO WHISPER: Blog 8/8/2017
AUTHOR: Anita Merrick
On a brilliant dew-moistened summer morn,
“Welcome” yips of beloved pets awaiting me,
As gemstone stars glimmer in ironical glee;
Darker sky blue; Dusky azure haze;
Sapphire sky becomes purple midnight;
Silken silver cotton clouds merrily adrift.
Demurely smiling; Drowsily detached;
Peace, well-deserved ‘neath platinum moon,
Four paws stealthily race thru verdant wood;
Go puppy-romping o’er parched grassy fields;
Oh, please tell me where would they carry me after I cross that Rainbow Bridge?
Sleepily indifferent of life purpose renewing,
Ever seeking Akashic knowing of lives past
Recalling what was; imagining what may be
Gone are restrictions as my old orange collar,
Its deceitful tags that alerted to a canine hunter,
Wild prey: rabbits, squirrels and bird-folk, alike,
Fake prey in textile fur, colors wild and bright,
All together now we play by full yellow moon,
Running alongside shimmering fresh water lakes,
Like mirrors reflecting what is above onto the below;
Wherever shall they carry my soul returned Home now that I’ve crossed the Rainbow Bridge?
Cradled by loving arms of dawn slightly gold;
Kissed by tears in dew-moistened first hours,
Awash by what must be shed and left behind,
Newly pressed, redressed, putting on new fur;
Wanderers simper, faces tinted by moon madness;
Wavering heat as snakes arisen on ignoble tails;
Too soon Autumn repaints lush emerald leaves,
Leaving old regrets as frost-browned leaves
Left shivering by the song of moody breezes;
Irritable Winter befits bleakness shellfish gray;
Alas, where will they next carry me now that I’ve crossed over that Rainbow Bridge?
Hearts mourning as soggy clouds pending rain,
Where wanderers go with moon green envy
Morning sun explodes on violet peaks afar,
Detached lay I at rest in metallic clouds of
Ironical thought; Swiftly grieving passes by;
Keys freeing hearts kept prisoner of lament;
New freedom bringing happier memories
Of barking, nipping, fetching and carrot treats,
Loss is naught but end to illness, pain and fear,
I’m now sleeping where rainbows lazily stretch
Furry muzzle grins as I see where they will carry me after I cross the Rainbow Bridge.
Oh, regret not what God has willed fate’s fulfilling;
Now rain-soaked fur turns dusky with indifference,
Safely sleeping amidst smoldering moon shadows;
Release now your painful thoughts darkly hued,
Least blackness swallow memories of happier days,
The past must rightfully turn silver then misty gray,
Eventually melding into a darkness of the nary seen;
Watch for me in dreams bringing delight again,
Listen! Joyous yelps; Look! A wagging tail,
Tis only a tiny bit of your heart, I’m taking to keep,
Where there’s no need to wonder where they will carry me beyond that Rainbow Bridge.
Death robs, not for long, love unconditionally met,
Surely, on a far-off day, God shall again ask of me
A new purpose with someone who will need me as
Much as you that fateful day, a puppy He sent down,
Then, upon a new dew-moistened summer morning,
“Welcome home” puppy ears hear and remember,
Gemstone stars glimmering in fresh ironical glee;
Darker sky blue; Dusky azure haze;
Sapphire sky becomes purple midnight;
Silken silver cotton clouds merrily adrift,
Upon that rebirthing, they will carry me where I shall come back over the Rainbow Bridge.
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Original Poem written at Penn House Retreat
Revised: TRIBUTE TO MY DAD: August Blog 8/15/15
Rewritten: TRIBUTE TO WHISPER: Blog 8/8/2017
AUTHOR: Anita Merrick
