Tag Archives: metaphors

Up in the air

The dishes flew into the air Ringing like bells As the small white dog leaped onto the table. Miraculously Nothing broke! Black eyes blinked at me as her tail drooped, I scooped her up into my arms And took her … Continue reading

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Agility trials and tribulations

The spaniel stopped. The spaniel sat Unsure of where the path ahead was…. . Her human clapped her hands and waved attempting in vain To show Her the way. Still She sat. . Suddenly She cocked her head and knew … Continue reading

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Float

As I stepped outside A feather floated down onto the path. . Flying sometimes means ruffling some feathers… Remember The importance of floating on the winds of Grace And giving thanks.

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Snakes

The day was filled with snakes. Metaphoric slithers of judgements, Cognition comprised by old mythologies…. Remembered tales of my father as a child, Finding a nest of newly hatched rattlers, Mistaking them for worms, He put them into his pocket … Continue reading

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Agile

When life presents you with a tunnel of darkness, Sometimes the only thing to do is step in Trust there will be light at the end… Grace filled with agile steps, there is always SomeOne there to guide You.

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Compliments

The yellow sulfur butterflies flitted through the purple Mexican petunias, Which are neither Mexican, nor petunias… Bearing the botanical name ruellia brittoniana… My mind shatters into metaphors, And I forget the simple truth… Whether flora or fauna, Colors or form, … Continue reading

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A story about Salvations

The bug had wings, The door was open, But the bug just kept walking across glass Looking and longing for a way to salvation. Then, seeing the dilemma, The man, gently placed a glass, The sipping kind, Over the bug … Continue reading

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