The Wild Dogs

A pack of wild dogs
Feral scavengers
Yet not aggressive
Loveable in fact
Under coats of dust and dirt
Lie two
Trusting large brown eyes
Yet crafty canine eyes
Under a cover of partial mistrust
Likeable to look at
Barking howling
“Where is my food?”
They bark to the
Ferals on the other side
Who in turn bark
In reply
“None here!”


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About Anne Douglas

I was born in Chester in the nineteen fifties and travelled to the Orient with my parents, where I lived for nearly seven years. It was here that I have very happy memories of my childhood. The climate was always favourable except during the monsoon season and life out there was very different to the life in England. Since Returning to the country, I have lived in North Wales near my family and I have travelled to Africa, Arabia and to Israel, (since my childhood days,) with my employment as a qualified staff nurse and then as a nursing sister. I have never written any poetry before 2012/13 and it is an enjoyment for me and a good past time. I had a small anthology of prose printed in winter, 2014; it was my first attempt. I am quite proud of this, too. I wish all the Cross Border Poets members success in their poetry and their prose. Anne Douglas

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