Gus wakes me on my first day of Thanksgiving break. The first inclination is resentment of the sleep intrusion. I choose joy. Holding a warm cup of Java I join him on the back stoop. He sits, I stand. He lifts his snout to the sun. I lift my chin to the heavens. Close myContinue reading “May there be peace within”
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May there be peace within
Gus wakes me on my first day of Thanksgiving break. The first inclination is resentment of the sleep intrusion. I choose joy. Holding a warm cup of Java I join him on the back stoop. He sits, I stand. He lifts his snout to the sun. I lift my chin to the heavens, close myContinue reading “May there be peace within”
Morning Poetry
While walking in the early morning poetry rolls through me. I return home to write, read or reread the works of my favorites. Today Mary Oliver’s poetry rolled through me, here are a couple of my favorites. Enjoy. This morning the beautiful white heron was floating along above the water and then into the skyContinue reading “Morning Poetry”
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