Old Dachshund
Old Dachshund is a grand duke dog
Older than he should be
It’s night, and the snow flies
He steps outside and toward the
Dark, Old Dachshund barks three times
Believing now his domain is secure,
He turns ‘round, seeking warmth
Inside
clcouch123
I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.
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April 5, 2016 at 6:55 pm
Well done! My Old Dachshund is protecting me as I write this…from under his blankie! LOL
April 5, 2016 at 9:33 pm
Thank you! At this moment, Old Dachshund is snoozing beneath his blanket. Such guarding we get!
April 5, 2016 at 10:47 pm
Wonderful image of this dachshund in this poem. I can picture it so well.
April 5, 2016 at 11:33 pm
I’m happy you can picture the dachshund. For a small dog, he has a big character. I know you know how dogs can be.
April 8, 2016 at 2:43 pm
Totally my young dachshund, too.
April 8, 2016 at 2:58 pm
Great! Thanks!