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Category Archives: Poems
Touch
You touch my heart as I touch your head. Fur and flesh, together we are healed.
Posted in Poems
Tagged fur, hand, healing touch, ink brush meditiation, poodle head, spirituality, touch. community
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Ladies
Balancing on a leaf, Shall I fly away home? Have you set my house on fire? I can not quench it with my tears, Only with actions. Thus I fly, for this is my home, and it … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, The Now
Tagged home, ink brush meditiation, ink brush painting, lady birds, ladybug ladybug fly away home, social action, spirituality, tears
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Run!
Run for joy, Run for fun, Run for the rising of the sun. Run to me, while I spin to you, There is nothing we can’t do! And if you need to run away, We’ll meet again another day. … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, The Now
Tagged dog, healthy-living, mother earth, possibilities, puppy, rising sun, run, running, spirituality
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bitten
I never met you, but you have left your mark on me. This was no dream, my hand sports two small holes. I am bitten. and once again, I wake.
Posted in Elders, Poems, The Now
Tagged awaken, brush painting, dream, ink brush meditiation, spider bites, spiders, wake up
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Royalty
This morning I see a miniature monarch in my path. I stop, for a moment. I am not a butterfly, I am a moth. Drawn to a flame, Drawn to a flower, I can not stop, I must journey … Continue reading
Circles.
The moon is round. The earth is round. The moon circles round, the earth circles round, and you chase your tail. All is circles. Meet me in the middle.
Posted in Poems, The Now
Tagged black cat, cats, chasing tails, circles, earth, full moon, moon, spirituality, sun
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Inching.
Measure for measure, I am no marigold. The world is so small! I gazed amazed! “The world is immense.” came the reply. I inch toward truth. Am I a Marigold?
Posted in Poems, Quandaries
Tagged inchworm, ink brush meditiation, perspective, spirituality, truth
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Impressions
I know you are here. I see your pawprints in the mud. They seems so much larger than I remembered. Perhaps we have both grown.
Posted in Poems, The Now
Tagged change, mud, nature, pawprints, paws, poetry, spirituality
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Leaving
Are you going? Are you going home? Are you going now? Now? Where are you going? I am here.
Posted in Poems, Quandaries, The Now
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Crawling
Crabs at the edge of the river, in the river, on the bank, busy busy busy! Unseen, a dog watches, wise enough to keep his nose out of their busy-ness. (I am traveling. With brush and phone, I will … Continue reading
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