Playing With Fire
Don’t play with her fire. She’ll take your ashes and make poetry out of them until your soul burns with regret. – Joseph Colombrita
Tag Archives: stables
Those Lips
Ask and you shall receive, Know and it will be, Stretch and you will reach. Nice face yoga move by Casino, it’s an incredible stretch to relieve those tense muscles of the upper lip and surrounding collective tissue. While I … Continue reading
“Here come ol’ flattop, He come groovin’ up slowly”
Tricked. I’ve caught onto your tricks,all of them,every single one. Undigested. Engorged,amplified.it’s the teeny,tinytediousnessthat leads to the grander,and eventually the grandiose. Unsettled. Tackle what you can along the way,it’s all coming together,amping up the fortitudemending up the fray. Called. Beguiled … Continue reading
Oh Jack!
You just can’t get enough of me, can you? I bet you deliberately bumped into the muck rake for the attention. Naturally, I dropped it to wrap my arms around you, an apologetic hug for a jaunty fellow. You are … Continue reading
Well
…she didn’t.
A Fairly Romantic Setting
I mean come on look at that face! Everyone adores Emerson; I suppose being the one and only cow on board makes him all the more special. It’s a fairly romantic setting and Emerson is the prince that all lasses … Continue reading
A Psalm Dearest Gabriel for You
I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry.He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire;he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.He put a new song in my mouth, a … Continue reading
Kiss Me
Colby isn’t coy in the least. He’s giving me all that he’s got. Nothing kitschy or swarthy about this creature, perhaps Casanova would suit him best. Then there’s Skipper trying to steal Colby’s moves, but he’s not much of a … Continue reading
A Sweet Love
Nothing more magical than caring for another, the sweetest thing.Nothing deeper to deal with than the loss of this honied connection.This sweet child of mine was heartbroken to discover Paco moved on with another caretaker, in another locale.Time will be … Continue reading
Striving
Tucked away.Range and farm living, I’m bringing it back.In terracotta pots along the edge of the nest attentivelythroughout the spaces we dwell, quaint notes of love.Abundance through stillness and homestead routines.In the presence of doubt, eclipse forever moreIn the dignity … Continue reading
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