bones

excavations happen

in my mind, my heart and my yard –

all bringing up bones of my past.

some more literal than others.

bone in the grass

and one by one,

each dog taking a turn at the new found old treasure –

no growls or competition –

each trusting there turn will come

and at last it is brought to me!

i take it by hand, not mouth – with no intentions of having a chew.

i prefer to gnaw at metaphors

and search for meaning in my ancestral DNA.

They surround me, these dogs — curious at my myopia –

can i not see the treasure before me now?

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truth and hope

we play with open mouths

and

open hearts!

and we are tender with both…

two dogs open mouths

(unless you are filled with stuffing instead of love –

then,

no mercy!)

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sleepovers

remember when you were little

and you went on your first sleepover

with a whole group of your friends

and it was all really exciting

and you may have been 5 or you may have been 15

and you played and played

and then…….

you suddenly noticed it was dark outside.

or maybe that wasn’t you – maybe you were one the kids still playing on the sofa

seeing how late you could stay up…..

and you really want to be cool, but you really miss your mom-person too.

roger in front of window

if that was ever you,

you were not alone then,

or

now.

You are Loved.

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bugged?

sometimes we all get bugged by stuff –

old stuff

new stuff

and we struggle with enlightenments and forgivenesses

and wonder how we can walk whatever path we are on.

bug in the grass by church

I go outside

in my holy pout

and sit –

and at my feet i see

a beetle struggling too –

grappling with tall grasses that have just been mowed.

The bug finds a way, and i will too.

we all struggle.

we all find peace.

everyday.

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May day

may day may day

and all is okay

two geese

flying

together –

two canadian geese

Flying South by South East?

who are you to judge!

What does it matter the direction?

so long as they have each other.

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Focus

above my head

a cardinal called.

cardinal on tree background

i looked up,

but saw a hawk instead.

hawk on tree background

the hawk was watching a cat in the grass.

cat on grass background

I screamed my prayer of safety.

Everybody flew away from me.

prayers get answered in the strangest of ways,

don’t judge them –

you never know what salvation may look like.

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May Summer

i know the calendar says otherwise

but it seems summer may be here –

summer hair cuts

swimming

and

summer clip

FLEAS!

to everything there is a season.

but oh

Happy May i Be,

today i am a basket case –

did i mention swimming?

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a hope for forward

a small blue heart

given to another

to be kept in holding

for someone else’s healing.

a signal that the world is round and all things are possible.

a hope forward dog

the world IS round,

and filled

with the furred, feathered and finned.

and i am so very grateful

that i live within

your heart.

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getting in shape

when did the kitten turn into a pear?

pear cat

we grow.

into all sorts of shapes.

we are never out of shape, as long as we are here.

so if i too appear to be a pear –

then i am simply part of the fruit salad of life.

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Puffed up

oh it is a poodle bird!!!

a ball of fluff and cuddle stuff!

blue silkie chicken

Don’t be silly, i am not a poodle bird –

i am far more evolutionary!

i am a modern dinosaur and i have come to steal your heart.

(why is it that some are pets and some are livestock?
why can’t we all be friends.)

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