Paws to Claws

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photo by Elizabeth Rose Stanton

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paws pause-balanced set

claws awake when threat beckons-

fur is listening!

Searching in the snow…

vixenwithpurpleaura

artist: Nicolaj Djatschenko

Pounce, sniff, scan, select

treasures ‘neath the drifts-ice sparks

diamonds in the frost!

Two

Hete’s a haiku from Dec 5, 2013

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Reflection Reflection

Left brain, right brain; left
ear right; male-female; child-grown;
Father-Son Godhead!

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Ninja’s Rock!

foxninja

by Nicolaj: a tribute to Disney’s Kung-Fu Panda

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sharp claws-pointed barbs

steady glare-balanced stance-light

footsteps-quiet goal

Definition #58 Omniscient Love

Diane Lockwood
Your work is sublime

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by-sulkhan-gogolashvilli by-sulkhan-gogolashvilli

This poem is by Lee Upton, from her book Undid in the Land of Undone.

Omniscient Love

He was in knocking range of my secrets.
He had found kelp there,
he nested in the coral beds.
In a past life he was born
to me as a set of twins.
He was applied to me as a topical ointment.
He was a prescient code,
a secret writing shaped into flesh.
He was the fathomer I never expected,
the pillow talk of the bureaucracy,
the breeze that could carry the world off-course.
It was as if we’d always believed in each other precisely,
and even the clouds agreed,
and the dog and his bone;
every particle of language
jumped like a flea around him. He was
a pirate’s nautical exercise
and an argument for the resurrection.
He was in every seed bed
and digression.
He was bending down my angels…

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A Dream is a wish your heart makes…

foxsdream

artist: Nicolaj

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If you walk and dream

you’ll join your dream in time to

 crunch its juicy soul!

Chop Shop

sun-uojeanneshouse

sunrise @ Jeanne’s house

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God plops

Child flops

Woman pops

Man props

Granny whops

Gramps hops

Santa tops

magic’s swap!

What does fox play?

whatdoesfoxplay

illustrator: Nicolaj

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fox doesn’t play fear

but courage, risks, rhythm , jazz

strings that rock her soul!

Dry Leaf Sings to Wet Snow

Oh this is so settling!

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"You're not heavy;  you're my brother!" “You’re not heavy;
you’re my brother!”

Parched, crimson color
holds the weight of crystal snow:
“You’re my brother, air!”

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Tethers

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illustrator: J Byron Schachner

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tender tethers tend

to Nana, like wild turkey,

blow up in the sky!

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