Once in a Blue Moon

Posted on July 31, 2015 by eteal

the wind blows.

the moon is full.

windchimes with frog and moonthe chimes ring,

and

hope appears,

full of songs

to be sung.

windchimes with frog and spirals-1

who are you to argue with the song?

SING!

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a moment of grace

Posted on July 29, 2015 by eteal

the light is streaming

in golden ribbons

through the deep green

onto the greener

grass

of this moment.

the dogs race through it,

leaping and laughing

tongues out and tails wagging,

and

a dragonfly

blooms on the end of a branch.

dragonfly on branch

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bookmarks

Posted on July 29, 2015 by eteal

i can not see thru you,

or around you –

can’t you tell

i am trying to read?

bookmarks and soap

clearly,You

have other ideas.

if only i would open my eyes

and

see.

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Tablecloths

Posted on July 28, 2015 by eteal

smells of food fill the air.

i look for You

and You are there!

checkered woven cloths

on the ground,

or on a table –

perhaps life really is a picnic.

pim on gingham

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UnMasked

Posted on July 27, 2015 by eteal

“even with your masks on, i see you!”

i joked.

hiding under palmettos,

their gleaming eyes

gave them away.

two young racoons

what you think of as a mask,

it never comes off!

it’s really just God’s camouflage  –

we are all hiding in plain sight.

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rules

Posted on July 26, 2015 by eteal

i have no idea what was really being said,

between the cat and the dog.

both being of the same size,

(well in truth the cat was bigger -)

it was clear however, that the rules of engagement

had somehow changed.

pim and esme on the table bench

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wet

Posted on July 25, 2015 by eteal

the calico

cat

is color fast

in the rain.

no princess is she – but a queen.

regal even when wet.

calico cat wet

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butterfly face

Posted on July 23, 2015 by eteal

The shadow crossed her face,

and she looked up,

captivated.

pim and butterfly on grass

the butterfly was as big as her head!

(Ah cousin! How much you have grown since you were a  caterpillar!)

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greener grass

Posted on July 22, 2015 by eteal

a small slip of old paper

slides out of an older file.

a

reminder

of a

rabbit,

who long ago longed for greener pastures.

bunny on green grass-1

reflections of peace –

the grass may seem greener in the meadows of our minds,

but truly

there is no place like Home.

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beast in a box

Posted on July 22, 2015 by eteal

look!

there is a beast in the box,

are they trying to escape through a small hole…

or are they hunting something more illusive than freedom?

beast in a box

Play!

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