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a sharing of souls
through the written word
is the sharing of energy
passing through countries
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Posted: 8/24/2008 4:12:23 PM | Across a field of green I see you come a running
Forever you will live there in my mind
My dearest freind who runs no more to greet me
A gentle giant, always you were kind
The puppy who came bounding, tail a wagging
A soul a good as yours I'll never find | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 5:18:14 PM | i too have had love and loss of the canine kind
my border collie named megan rescued from the brutality
of a farmer who used her for sheepherding.....
when we found each other her heart was hurting
and guns and cruelty had almost destroyed her spirit...but not quite
for during our time together and before we parted she found and shared the light. | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 5:29:44 PM | I used to raise sheep whn I was but a boy
I always thought that the sheep dog rather liked to be employed
The sheep were sort of scared of him the coyotes, they were too
Sheep dogs, well they're sheep dogs, dear.
Thats what sheep dogs do. | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 5:39:25 PM | yes i know dear sham
and i appreciate your words
but for some reason my megan
was not cut out for her life of the shepherd
more like a follower than a leader
and it was love that was to really feed her | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 5:58:58 PM | One little bluey curls by my feet....aussie cattle dog, faithful companion
What she mostly likes to do is sleep....until something calls her to attention
And one very bouncy black and tan....alert and affectionate, senses quick
A flash, a streak as by she ran.......I wake to a belly leap and a furry lick
Sheep dogs born to run and born to work...its in their blood and they dont shirk
No greater sight than seeing them streak across the flat with JOY their only countenance
Cant imagine either of them being stuck in suburbia
Working dogs love to work....its in their blood
Not something they have to do...its what they love to do
Not a drop of poetry in me
Got a lot of things to DO right now
So I will DO just that ;) | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 6:18:09 PM | curly sue
or surrley que
depending on her mood
so black she was almost blue
alway a dopey look about her
head tilt and one ear up... and one down | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 7:25:42 PM |
alway a dopey look about her
head tilt and one ear up... and one down *grins* ...always did love those dogs with that one "bad" ear
is that a bad ear, or a good one
looking like a confused dog...but an understood one | |
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Posted: 8/24/2008 8:01:04 PM | Yabba: And I loved this bit :)
curly sue
or surrley que
depending on her mood
I could almost see the changing expessions.....lol
brittle crackle fingertips on frosted keys
herald return of stark hoary winter phase
and the ways the days creep through the haze
to the grinding rhythm of the birthing pangs
of seasons trying desperately to turn
and greet the sun
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Posted: 8/25/2008 5:01:49 AM | cup of earl grey tea...milk no sugar
hot baths with lavender
sitting by gentle ocean waves
sunrises and sunsets all ablaze
hugs with no rush to end
love with a friend | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 6:59:36 AM | the river, at about 2 am...and a jar of brandy
or the river at about 7 am.....when coffee is handy
the river, at lunchtime, on a scorching summer's day
it's the better part of me, so I'll take it just any ole way
(pardon the "poem"...on my first cup-o-joe over here)
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Posted: 8/25/2008 5:51:38 PM | when you count the hours til you see your lover
why do the hands just seem to hover
knowing that what awaits is worth waiting for
knowing it also will leave you wanting more
like the river on a scorching summer day
cool relief until you go back to cut hay | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 7:12:30 PM | can you remember the days when remembering was easy
can you remember looking before the years so clearly looked back
can you remember holding your children in one hand
can you remember those long summer days and how just holding hands felt
can you remember summer days of underwear and a hose
man I hope I dont forget | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 7:24:17 PM | time is such a precious thing
not missed until there is not enough
scurrying never wanting to be late
fact of the matter is you
cant be late for your own funeral
so why hurry | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 11:56:14 PM | Your love is of a pureness
With clarity of passion
Intense yet somehow soothing
Still and deep and calming
Wrap your love about me
I will take comfort in your heart | |
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Posted: 8/26/2008 4:39:23 AM | sun comes up
a brand new day
greens are bright with sunlight
leaves blowing in a gentle breeze
trees beckon to me
come out and play | |
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Posted: 8/26/2008 6:30:12 AM | That's very nice we are one. Very nice.
And Rose, your beautiful poem inspired my somewhat lesser offering:) | |
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Posted: 8/26/2008 6:49:07 AM | This morning the rains
continue to fall
teardrops drowned out
and a new day does call | |
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Posted: 8/26/2008 9:37:23 AM | It rained and it poured and the dog, it did pee
For the poor little pup was neglected you see
We've taken it in to help it's lost soul
But, sadly, it seems to have no bladder control  | |
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