animals, Just bitchin', poem, writing

Ebony

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She follows me,

a slinking, silent presence filled with expectation.

Her coat is dusty.

She’s been rolling in dead leaves,

rubbing her skin against pavement and stems.

She itches;

a pleasure that will turn to torment with age.

A black ghost, a shadow.

I offer food, water, play, affection.

Green-flame eyes bore into mine.

Stupid human not to understand.

They are everywhere.

She is near the end of her life

and her world is thick with spirits

I can’t see.

Yet.

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Resolved…

New Year's Resolutions, list of items

“I don’t do New Year’s resolutions,” she said. “You always end up breaking them and then you feel like a loser and…just…just…nothing…NOTHING good comes of it.”

My friend got me thinking (always dangerous), and I wonder if the problem isn’t with the one resolving, but with the resolutions themselves. They always seem to center around controlling the physical, when ‘physical’ is the most transitory aspect of existence. Maybe the focus could be widened. Or blurred. Or spangled… 2016 will never come again. This is your one chance.

  1. Get carried away.
  2. Get swept off your feet.
  3. Notice others’ joy.blognewyear3
  4. Strike the G-word from Guilty Pleasures.
  5. If you haven’t found your tribe, be one.
  6. Daydream.
  7. Watch the sky or the sea; they have the power to amaze.blognewyear2
  8. Soar
  9. Skim
  10. Savor

…and wear sequins inappropriately and unapologetically, because life can always use more sparkle and glitter.

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