We might need a guide for the fog river. Or else we should wait for it to clear.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: guide.
We might need a guide for the fog river. Or else we should wait for it to clear.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: guide.
Do you think the sea lions are talking to the Beloved? When they are on the rock with their heads tilted back, looking up?
Are they trying to feel the sun?
Do they have reflux and digest better this way?
Do you think the sea lions are talking to the Beloved?
The tide goes out and comes back in. A reinstallation that happens daily all the world over.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: reinstall.
Ha. I got confused and posted this a day ahead of my Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Impetus to travel, what is over the next hill? Beautiful land pulling me to explore.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt impetus.
Maybe
You could be a cat
Independent
A bit snotty
Refusing to share your thoughts
Keeping your secrets
Enjoying refusing to answer questions
Macavity the mystery cat
when something happens
He’s never there
You could be an elk
Guarding the herd
While the elder ladies
Lead it through the woods
At certain times of year
You bugle
And want them
And they/we/I mew
And you find me
And we both enjoy it
Very much
I am a cat too
independent
I will travel alone
If you won’t travel with me
I will find other music
If you won’t play with me
I enjoy it when you come round
Very much
I keep my claws sharp
Just in case I need them
If I long for cuddles and purring
That is my problem
I am a lady elk
Confident in the woods
I let you do the guarding and bugling
While I lead the herd
Up and over the ridges
The spine of the mountain
The spines of the dragons
Elwha and Sol Duc
I know them well
I hear you bugle
And think about whether this time
I will mew
Or not
I have found new forage
And the loggers are changing the forest
You bugle anyhow
Even if I am distracted
I like to work
But I like to mew too
Maybe we will come together
Now and then
Cats
or elks
or humans
Maybe.
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My father read me T. S. Eliot’s Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats when I was little. He loved Macavity the mystery cat, called the Hidden Paw. And my goodness, the cat outfits in this show are quite something!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: hush.
Dreaming of the Sun
whose warm rays surround her
and caress her
daily
she orbits him
and he pours his love on her
steady
constant
joyous
occasionally he flares up
and that might hurt
some of the small cells
on her surface
but she sheds
dead cells
they are reabsorbed
and she basks
in his warmth
with joy
ecstatic
orbit
she is alive
turning
whirling
so her small children
are not overcooked
like mercury
are not frozen
like uranus
mars is a rival
but the seas are dead
at least
her small children
think so
and venus
swelters
and is clouded
all the time
toxic
she turns
dancing
full of joy
in his steady light
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written January 8, 2022
On top of Mount Walker, taken in 2014 on a hike with my aunt and uncle.
We need tea afterwards, so this is for the Ragtag Daily Prompt: teapot.
Over the winter holidays, my daughter and I flew to see family in Maryland. We stayed in a very small circle of people. It snowed and the Smithsonian was closed for a couple days, but I went in on my last day before returning home.
I like the confusing reflections in this picture. Maybe the skeletons are confused about being on display too.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: ooze.
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
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Taking the camera for a walk!!!
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