overhead geese and seagulls
accidentally meet going south, going west
mingling in shadow memories
and happily vocalizing greediness
swooping on feathered flight
each seceretly seeking warm shelter
while dancing in winter's fog
I dream in color, write poetry, talk about God, parent kids and finally wonder about it all
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January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...
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I believe in God, I know, I know...some of you are shocked. Dismayed by the news. How could she do this to us, you ask? An intelligent wo...
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When Theresa Williams first started blogging, back at the "other" place, she did a fabulous job of reaching out to people and try...
nicely done. hope your heart is feeling better ;)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem Christina. I'm sorry that your little one is being sent back to where he came from. I swear I don't understand the system, especially when he has done so well at your home.
ReplyDeleteWish I were there to give you a huge hug!
Love,
Mom
Beautiful words for my mind this evening.
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts are with you~
Rebecca
http://journals.aol.com/justaname4me2/InTheShadowOfTheIris/
Funny the part I did not understand in your poem is missing this time???
ReplyDeleteI read your Mom's comment and asked that question over a hundred times myself... This is not uncommon what is unusual is the answer... there is no good answer... it's the system...
sorry,
xoxo