Tag Archives: poetry

pause

the power to pause is in our hands, hand or foot, paw or hand – take a moment to understand.

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Wisdom

not all who claim wisdom are wise and not all who collect shiny objects are shallow – thus do not judge a friend by their feathers, their hoots or caws, or lack thereof.

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hiding or hunting

tablecloths and counterpanes: one you place a spread upon and sit down to a feast, the other you climb under to hide from a scary beast! but what is here? oh can it be? a scary beast has come to … Continue reading →

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At the vet’s

it was small old dog day this morning at the veterinarian’s offices. the boy is no longer a boy; the puppy is no longer a puppy. one is a young man, the other, having walked approximately the same turns of … Continue reading →

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sequencing

do i take a bath and go to sleep –  do i wake up and shower.. baptism and awakening are not so different after all.

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TeenCat

hiding seeking You are not invisible. We are all searching, we are all found.

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Stop, Look and Listen

WHAT?! it took me a moment, but there You were, listening to me and looking for me. i need to remember to stop like this more often.

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Walking Dog-ma

we can neither walk away nor walk together until we see that no matter our paths, we are connected to each other. Then, perhaps, we can walk on a loose leash, and not pull each other apart.

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my father’s chair

there is a poodle in my father’s chair taking comfort there.. a Springfield song runs thru my head as tears stream down my face. and i too find comfort there.

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Mourning Dove

you sat in the rose bush and You cooed to me…. the sky is bright blue and the rain is welcome.

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