Wood you?

Posted on September 5, 2012 by eteal

drumming a beat,

a small band plays

on the tree

beside

me.

I am grateful for the rhythm of life.

Wood you join me!

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Where did you come from?

Posted on September 4, 2012 by eteal

Suddenly, a skink is on the fabric, watching me sew…..

I wonder what he is doing?

Does he wonder what I am doing?

Perhaps,

but I doubt he wonders where I or he came from…..

at the moment,

 

          it is not really important.

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Watching

Posted on September 3, 2012 by eteal

Angels watch us from angles unknown.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We are unaware they care.

Yet, we are called to care for them.

Listen.

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Saving

Posted on September 2, 2012 by eteal

Squirrel something away, they say.

Who are they anyway?

This is a beautiful day,

go out on a limb and enjoy it.

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AH Shih Tzuuuuu?

Posted on September 1, 2012 by eteal

Bless you!

Now can I have that cookie?

It’s the moon you say,

no way, it’s so close, closer than Texas!

All is love.

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Pat

Posted on August 31, 2012 by eteal

In her sleep, she reached out and gave her friend a pat on the head.

and the nightmare stopped.

Comfort is touching.

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After the storm.

Posted on August 30, 2012 by eteal

The yard is flooded.

A visitor arrives

and dries his wings,

before flying on.

 

 

We are blessed.

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Doves

Posted on August 29, 2012 by eteal

Listen with love, and Love will listen.

 

 

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Dogs & Trucks PSA 1

Posted on August 28, 2012 by eteal

Driving down the highway,

I see joy and trouble ahead.

How happy she looks.

Like she could jump for joy.

My heart leaps.

I pray she doesn’t.

For I am the car behind her and she is in the back of a pick up truck.

I wish I could follow her and keep her safe.  I can not.  In my vehicles everyone wears a seat belt.  How ’bout you?

 

 

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Touch

Posted on August 27, 2012 by eteal

You touch my heart as I touch your head.

Fur and flesh,

together

we are healed.

 

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