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Focus

I feel a tap on my leg, And look down And for a moment both of us are captivated by the red disc at my feet. But then I remember I must focus on a different task at hand. It … Continue reading

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The county fair

At the county fair, In the oldie days exhibit is a real barn. And there, in the hay loft filled with real hay, sits a biddy hen… A very real modern hen playing her part…sitting on some real eggs. Our … Continue reading

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Counting Sheeps

I sit on the edge of my bed, Surrounded by sheep… The shearling slippers, now silent and empty in the corner, roamed New Zealand, The the ancient oriental carpet under my toes once grazed the Middle East, And the green … Continue reading

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Rabbit in the moon

There were bunnies today, Jumping and grazing on fresh green grass… Held in the arms of delighted children All kept safe with watchful eyes, helping hands and a plastic rainbow of fence. . As i contemplate the rabbit in the … Continue reading

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Sing

The world shimmers with promises and song. Peaches no bigger than my thumb glow in the dawn And a small bird heralds the day Awake!

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Hiding

Even if you want to stay in bed hiding all day, Someone is bound to notice you… Might as well wake up. . Hiding and meditating are not the same thing, But we are a clever species, We can hide … Continue reading

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Light

Waiting for the light? How foolish the calico says, Look at me! We are all reflected light! We are all the rainbow. Don’t wait. Shine.

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Flock

The rain stopped. And as I stepped outside, A small flock of small birds Exploded From the bush beside me, Into to the freshened day.

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Sabbaths

some of us, need a nap… some of us need reflection… But all need sabbaths, However they might look.

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She comes to me

She comes to me All earth and dirt, And loam and leaf, Bits of the brightest tender vines entwine her hair- Mud covers her paws. I pick her up, Clasping her to my tunic In hopes the stain will lift … Continue reading

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