" driving miss rosie dog "
- 1995-2012
miss rosie dog
was the sweetest
little dog
in the world. . .
for many years, i drove her around
in an ol' jalopy on
beautiful roads
up and down the french country side . . .
from the get go
rosie asked for the car's window
on her side stay open
" always open to the wind . . ."
she said . . .
n, i replied : " OK " . . .
which made her a happy dog . . .
winters ,
i'd wear an alaskan down-jacket,
wool-mittens and let the car's heating
system blow on high
'til spring came back. . .
. . .
we were toasty
warm
n, miss rosie dog
could keep her head
out of the window
if she felt like it !
sometimes ,
rarely just sitting
pretty
window closed
no head in the wind
suited her fine . . .
she'd looked at me
in the corner of her eyes n' say " i'm drawing things
in my head . . . "
i'd say : " ok. fine. . .
i do the driving
you draw . . . "
. . .
Matisse declared that
driving slow
was the only way
to admire trees
and
their leaves . . .
miss rosie dog
loved driving slowly
may be
, like Matisse she
enjoyed seeing out
a leaf
flying from
a tree
or
a hawk
diving
from
high up
often
' it was a farm
dog
let loose
running
back n' front
of the car
, barking
at us
trying
to bite a big piece
off the tires . . .
i knew miss rosie dog
was scared out
of her wits
but she never let on . . .
her responsibility
as a great , competent ,
friendly
co-pilot
mattered very much
to her . . .
good
doggies
are always this way . . .
loving
n' true
to the last drop . . .
i know
rosie
loved driving with me
n'
i loved
riding with her . . .
© 2012 bijou le tord
