Murphy Reaches Out

Extending her paw,

she gently touches my arm,

clearly wanting to connect.

“You stay too busy,” she purrs,

“Please put me on your agenda.”

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Thank A Squirrel

Thank a squirrel.

The tree you see

may have come to be

because of a nut it buried

and then forgot.

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Indecisive

Even the weather

can’t make up its mind –

one moment rain,

the next sunny skies.

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Singing In The Rain

The rain continues,

but the squirrels and birds don’t care.

They patiently wait

for the door to open and

for “she who feeds” to appear.

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Hurt

I wanted to share this post from SEW1960 with you. She captures so well the complexity surrounding ” hurt”.

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I hurt

like baby hurt

as in

I need mother’s milk,

Daddy’s shoulder.

The rest of the world

looks at me,

aghast.

Can someone shut up that baby

or toddler?

I am the little girl

weeping in the closet

because I couldn’t tie my shoes

or lock the door.

I hold it all in

like everyone told me to do.

There are more important things

to weep about.

Have you not learned your lesson,

baby girl?

Learn what hurt means.

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Dusk Becomes Herself

Undoing what was,

she slowly becomes herself.

She changes her name,

redoes some tattoos, finds her

voice, stands up tall, speaks her truth.

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An Opening

I open the door

to a gloomy day.

I stand and look

before I say,

“We’re a perfect match for each other.”

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