Monthly Archives: November 2015

OH, possum?

people shreek at meĀ  and say i am a giant rat – not that here is anything wrong with that – but i am an opossum – or so you have called me – i have my own secret name, … Continue reading

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walk this way

no matter what your feathers or feet, we all waddle the same roads, and swim in the same pond.

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old dog

i’m just an old dog with a long story and a short tale. shall we let our minds wag together in thanks for a moment, then we’ll both be on our ways?

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following with thanks

following in our traditions, facingĀ into the wind, we find our place in the sun. and give thanks. sumi-e on rag paper, scanned over an old piece of calendar photo of an eagle catching a salmon, sorry no ascription…but thank you … Continue reading

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Small gratitudes

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observations

Crow is yelling His observations again. you can’t keep telling people what not to do – you have to inspire them with what TO DO! and with that, away he flew. inspired, i did too.

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beyond the pale

in the center of the walk there is a small pale kitten. her shadow the same colour as her fur. she is as wild as she is pale, as am i.

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travelin’

stuck in a car, stuck in traffic, a gentle messenger pedals past. sometimes the fastest ways are in the slowest lanes.

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Rain

the rain runs down the leaves like the tears on my cheeks. and there You sit, under the tree. getting wet, just like me… sorrow’s company. yet, i am grateful, for companionship and water. we need both to survive.

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flight

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