By my Hand
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By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015
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#2
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay  a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.
Purdie the Dog
2005-2015

Hi. I have to admit, this poem brought a tear to my eye. It says so much in a few lines. There's a symmetry to it. It ends as it begins. Some poems you only want to read once. This isn't one of them. Thanks for the read, and re-reads :-) Grace
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(04-09-2015, 10:17 PM)Grace Wrote:  
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you, that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay  a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.
Purdie the Dog
2005-2015

Hi. I have to admit, this poem brought a tear to my eye. It says so much in a few lines. There's a symmetry to it. It ends as it begins. Some poems you only want to read once. This isn't one of them. Thanks for the read, and re-reads :-) Grace
Thanks grace...editing through my own tears is a new experience...life goes on.
tectak
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#4
RIP Purdie

Dale
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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#5
(04-10-2015, 03:22 AM)Erthona Wrote:  RIP Purdie

Dale
Thanks dale,
from both of us.
tectak
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#6
Sorry for your loss, Tom.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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#7
(04-10-2015, 04:14 AM)Todd Wrote:  Sorry for your loss, Tom.

Thanks todd. Never thought it would be like this.I must be feeling my own mortality...not before time, some would say.
Veracity verse is the shits.
tectak
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#8
I'm sorry for your loss Tom. You took be back to a place I rarely have the courage to visit alone. Thank you.
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(04-10-2015, 05:43 AM)Tiger the Lion Wrote:  I'm sorry for your loss Tom. You took be back to a place I rarely have the courage to visit alone. Thank you.

Hi tiger,
yea...I won't be making more of this... I cannot read my own bloody poem. Loved that dog. Don't go there.
Thanks for your empathy,
tectak
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(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015

A beautiful tribute and testament to your love. Sorry tectak, Best Loretta
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(04-10-2015, 07:19 AM)LorettaYoung Wrote:  
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015

A beautiful tribute and testament to your love. Sorry tectak, Best Loretta
Thanks loretta,
we knew she would probably not make it through our two weeks in Scotland but her final days were dog heaven on earth...the reference to being in a bad place earlier was only my location. I have to believe she knew we were going to help her.
Best,
tectak
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(04-10-2015, 07:37 AM)tectak Wrote:  
(04-10-2015, 07:19 AM)LorettaYoung Wrote:  
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015

A beautiful tribute and testament to your love. Sorry tectak, Best Loretta
Thanks loretta,
we knew she would probably not make it through our two weeks in Scotland but her final days were dog heaven on earth...the reference to being in a bad place earlier was only my location. I have to believe she knew we were going to help her.
Best,
tectak

Your words ring of the beauty of relationship between humans and dogs; which is too short and heart wrenching to end.
Dogs show us, without words, love and trust; as you perceive; I'm sure he knew you were there for him. Best Loretta
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#13
Tectac,
This was beautiful.
I was moved by this.
The ending holds deep meaning for me:
" I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Sorry for your loss.
-Psyve
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#14
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015
That tapped into my empathy knowing that I had to do the same thing once. The words seem so gentle in this almost like your laying down. It says volumes in just a few words.
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(05-04-2015, 03:58 PM)Daysleeper Wrote:  
(04-09-2015, 07:08 PM)tectak Wrote:  By my hand I raised you that you would stay by me.
We learned, each through the other, trust and  loyalty.
Never needing threat or force we understood that faith
lay in a brown-eyed passive stare but now an empty space
is where you lay a'dreaming of every woodland chase;
but by my side, I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Purdie the Dog
2005-2015
That tapped into my empathy knowing that I had to do the same thing once. The words seem so gentle in this almost like your laying down. It says volumes in just a few words.
Thanks for this....still raw.
tectak

(05-03-2015, 10:09 PM)Psyve Wrote:  Tectac,
This was beautiful.
I was moved by this.
The ending holds deep meaning for me:
" I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Sorry for your loss.
-Psyve
Thanks for your words...I cannot read this poem yet and I bloody wrote it!
Best,
tectak
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(05-03-2015, 10:09 PM)Psyve Wrote:  Tectac,
This was beautiful.
I was moved by this.
The ending holds deep meaning for me:
" I make believe, you walk and understand
that though you sleep forever, peace was granted...by my hand.

Sorry for your loss.
-Psyve
Thank you,
The more empathy the better I feel.
Best,
tectak
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#17
Dear Tom-

I suspect that you will never be able to read this poem aloud.

The rhymes are just spot on, and I am sure that you took great care to get this one right. Any further comment would seem downright cruel.

Every year older that my dog gets, I feel a gnawing dread that can't be spoken. I should have known better than to have another dog in my life. In my heart.

Even after almost 30 years I still think almost daily of old Buck, a pure black shepherd with only a white "tie" on his chest. My bother refuses to talk about him, but I praise Bucky often. He has assumed legendary status. He gained his independence on the 4th of July. I still see the smile on face, comforting us silly humans til the very end. Damnit, now I'm gonna cry again... How do dogs do this to us?

Sorry doesn't say it, brother. May good memories bring you comfort.
... Mark
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