Tag Archives: Elizabeth Teal.

Ball and cup

Posted on March 18, 2020 by eteal

Do you remember the ball and cup game from childhood? The dog in the cone can not reach her stuffed rat Her favorite! Slowly, she tries Until Scoop! Toss! Success! Repeat And squeak! We can all still play, we just … Continue reading →

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Recalls

Posted on March 17, 2020 by eteal

I enter into the light, I call out You come Tail up and purring

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Trash?

Posted on March 16, 2020 by eteal

What do you mean trash can? I thought it was a toy barrel!

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Tillers of the Soil

Posted on March 15, 2020 by eteal

They come They come  Dancing through the meadow  Covered with seeds of possibilities, Spanish Needles, beggars ticks, Carolina Geraniums, And all the splurges, Purslane delicacies drape across silky fur, Goose grass also called cleavers And Chickweed And then they dig … Continue reading →

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Here/Hear

Posted on March 14, 2020 by eteal

Standing outside I hear You Standing outside I am here. I can not see You, I can not touch You, But the sound of your song And the beat of your wings Assures me Although sequestered I am not alone. … Continue reading →

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Fields of healing

Posted on March 13, 2020 by eteal

Out in a field They walk, One leashed, One tethered by love. One wears a cone Not of shame, But of healing, The other does a healing dance Amidst the flowering weeds While the man patiently strolls Under the healing … Continue reading →

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Flights

Posted on March 11, 2020 by eteal

Overhead Wings of all sizes Beat a rhythm of life And cover the ground with shadows of flight Honor all paths Oh gracious Goodness Please protect us on our fragile journeys.

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Planted

Posted on March 10, 2020 by eteal

Today, I planted the lamb of dog Under a yellow rose of friendship Seven weeks ago ,he left his body But never my heart. Lambs ears surround the long stemmed new dawn. Herbs of healing For the final day of … Continue reading →

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No mud?

Posted on March 9, 2020 by eteal

She jumps on my bed Leaving muddy roses Decorating my sheets ……………………….. No mud, no lotus Know mud, Know love!

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Puddle

Posted on March 8, 2020 by eteal

In my lap is a puddle of purr With fur so thick You can not even part it to find skin That is Love Warm Present Puddling over Pure

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