Territorial
Where you poop makes a spot yours
Keep it in the bowl
Because there is too much scat
We could all use some more space
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Netty Pot Head
A nostril may go sieve
An inhale bringing life in
Exhales send it out
Let water flow in and out
Let life be with the water
My Personal Joy
The way people are
Is not the way I should be
Bad only brings bad
Acting the right way allows
Freedom from their ignorance
Steam Rising
Body steam rising
Demonstrating hard effort
Cold air pulling heat
Leaving pure satisfaction
Deep inside a panting soul
That place of everything hot
E (1)
Briefly, he panted,
Seventy pounds of muscle
Soaking in the sun
One moment, tongue dangling,
The next…curled up in a ball
March
Clouds walking the sky
Blotting out a Spring day’s sun
Prolonging winter
Wanting to sit on the deck
Not willing to deal with cold
Finding
Crossing great divides
Pushing mental barriers
Transcending normal
To find uncommon pathways
Is to learn who we can be
Simple Pleasures
Quiet reflections
Purposeful restoration
For mind and body
Space to peacefully settle
No cubicle, an office
Seeing It All
With the end in sight
Beginnings start to fade in
Seeing both is key
It is vision’s clarity
Keeping everything fresh.
