FROM THE POET

This is a series of poems written by John Svododa over a number of years. There are times of peak-where numerous poems were written & there are also times of lows where there are long periods between each poem. As the author is trying to reach a goal of 1001 (and then retire!!) it was never envisaged that this would be done over a short period of time. Poems can be humorous, ridiculing someone or something, show a meaning of hurt or love or even project feelings that not necessarily be directed to the same person/thing, can be a reflection of life or to be life. Most poems are trying to send a message to the reader be it not understandable or nonsense.

The idea of this poet is not to have any ill feelings against anyone but to be read by young whom can learn about life – and by the elderly look back at what could have been. Some are very personal- but who cares when you are currently living in a life that has total enjoyment. Suggestion is not to criticize but to take in the enjoyment of creative poetry make it meaningful and thus may be you can be an author.

SO NOW:

Please Read On!

Thursday, 22 May 1986

Poem Number 98 - Kora - 22/5/1986

I’ve had a few ”K-niner’s” in parts of my life,
They are all the same (in which one comes in order of first).
There was tiny little “Bobby”,
When I was young, I could hold him.

And then there was mongrel “Rusty”,
Who’s color seemed so rich.
And then there was “Cindy” whom was as she was,
She would never stop being loved by us, all.

For nearly two years this 'Kora',
Who to me is small for a German shepherd?
It also was unique in her own way.

She has tender skin, where she might lose hair,
And she has not dug into the garden for four and a half months.
Now, since mum has been back from overseas,
She cultivates the garden and also alongside the driveway.

Yet she’s cute with her greetings at the side gate,
There’s not once, she’ll stop jumping up and down,
And smothers me with licks,
And leave her hair on my shoulder.

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