Monthly Archives: August 2015

Hound 

the sound of a hound Calls me awake. All is well.    You are here.

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Ugly?

please stop telling the story of the ugly duckling the way you do. some of us are ducks. not swans. i know you think it is not the point of the story. but all ducks are not the same. some … Continue reading

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Please come to Boston….

please come to Boston, and she said YES! won’t you come home to Me.

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swamp kitty?

stopped by the side of an almost road, i’m looking into the tangle of vines and suddenly You appear Confidently walking across my path – “what?” You seemed to say, “people think you are domestic too!”

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Vast

sometimes the world is so big that even the stars seem small.

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songs

how can someone so small, who seems to wear a frown, bring so much joy & make such a loud sound? the question is rhetorical for even as i pose it – a voice breaks thru my Beloved’s song – ‘oh will … Continue reading

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possibilities

sometimes yes, please! and hope look a lot alike.

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