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Remember power is in the people....
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Molly dog
She was laying on the interstate, the left-outer lane
her little greyhound body had almost made it
Second nature now for me to stop
Animals seen as children, shape shifting medicine women
where God hides out inside their soft eyes.
They can't be left In the highway
Pulling Her aged orange collar
dragging her quietly from the engine loud indifference
of intruders into Her sweet life
Breaths as She gazes secretly into soul
Asking shyly, what do you know of these things?
Confessed between tears
it is an evolution of hominids
with opposable thumbs and sleeping blood lust
that run over things
then rush away
And there it is
the Whole
skin ripped, muscle gone, ribs searching innocently at the sky
seen within my grief Molly’s red -bleeding
ferocious whipping heart
how do close the gap to slip my hand gently into her body
cupping it to silence
ending the suffering, not of pain
but of human blindness
Why doesn't anyone stop to help?
surely they can see this silvered haired women and a dying pup
Sorry, sorry...so sorry friend girl
Angels are here
as she listens to our whispers, promises made to find Her people
Kissing her snout we wait upon her last breath
the trees call and say they will keep guard
until her beloved is found
who now weeps with me on
the other line made with opposable thumbs
Together we share a sudden deep grief
strangers holding sorrow
jumping from flaming towers
for her sweet Molly dog
the circle now complete
She was laying on the interstate, the left-outer lane
her little greyhound body had almost made it
Second nature now for me to stop
Animals seen as children, shape shifting medicine women
where God hides out inside their soft eyes.
They can't be left In the highway
Pulling Her aged orange collar
dragging her quietly from the engine loud indifference
of intruders into Her sweet life
Breaths as She gazes secretly into soul
Asking shyly, what do you know of these things?
Confessed between tears
it is an evolution of hominids
with opposable thumbs and sleeping blood lust
that run over things
then rush away
And there it is
the Whole
skin ripped, muscle gone, ribs searching innocently at the sky
seen within my grief Molly’s red -bleeding
ferocious whipping heart
how do close the gap to slip my hand gently into her body
cupping it to silence
ending the suffering, not of pain
but of human blindness
Why doesn't anyone stop to help?
surely they can see this silvered haired women and a dying pup
Sorry, sorry...so sorry friend girl
Angels are here
as she listens to our whispers, promises made to find Her people
Kissing her snout we wait upon her last breath
the trees call and say they will keep guard
until her beloved is found
who now weeps with me on
the other line made with opposable thumbs
Together we share a sudden deep grief
strangers holding sorrow
jumping from flaming towers
for her sweet Molly dog
the circle now complete
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
This is beautiful Inky who I helped transport from Winston Salem NC to Michigan... Isn't she beautiful. This happened yesterday during a bit of a snow storm on the NC/TN border. We also had Bandit with us... a little hound dog, treeing hound dog... Pictures soon... I hope. God Bless all that helped thee beautiful puppy souls get to Michigan and safe harbor.
Monday, February 6, 2012
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