The Man And His Dog Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The man and his dog

Wore black toe to head,
Shoes and pans to jacket,
His dog, too, bitumen
With steam, for asphalt,
His chapeau, Al Capon's.

Full frowned was sky
With sweat that dropped
Raindrops, making wet
Equinox on the ground.

Danced ballet drizzles
Reminding Swan Lake.

Ambient was Hitchcock's
With many birds around.

Raced ravens with the guy,
Each "Black Widow's Heart! "

Breeze and rain caressed
The man and black dog.

Felt having leg in cast
In a room upstairs
With lens and camera,
In "Window" visualized!

Guess I heard sound of the
Nature in trumpet:
"It is time of the war
Must attack; so, move on! "

Suspicious were the birds'
Jumps, flights, formation
In singles and bundles.

Ravens are dangerous,
They can be carnivorous,
In my head, feared "Birds, "
Till saw man "Feeding them! "