Three Facebook pages on writing, a post a day on each for the month of July, combined and posted here as well.
Small Stone, July 2014, Twenty-second
The Rose of Sharon bushes are in full bloom, the flowers spaced like musical notes on a score. I wonder if the early birdsong this morning was playing a newly penned symphony by Gaea?
The Rose of Sharon bushes are in full bloom, the flowers spaced like musical notes on a score. I wonder if the early birdsong this morning was playing a newly penned symphony by Gaea?
July Writing Project - A Poem a Day - Day Twenty-two
That which
separates
mankind
From other life -
our words, our mind
Does not
automatically
make us
more than
better than
or less than...
Just
different than.
I am reminded
when a cat stares
a dog wriggles
and they
appear
(to me)
to be trying to
understand - cooperate
whilst we
dominate
separates
mankind
From other life -
our words, our mind
Does not
automatically
make us
more than
better than
or less than...
Just
different than.
I am reminded
when a cat stares
a dog wriggles
and they
appear
(to me)
to be trying to
understand - cooperate
whilst we
dominate
Twenty-second Noticing, July 2014
There are days that, despite my best efforts, the less than savory side of my fellow-men seems to be permeating life at every turn.
There are days that, despite my best efforts, the less than savory side of my fellow-men seems to be permeating life at every turn.
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