Blessed by your gift of words, a string of pearls, this my birth month.
I stepped outside at midnight into a bright light, casting my shadow. The Strawberry Moon. These two, a pearl and the moon, so alike. Both jewels of my life.
Even children. The best poets I’ve ever come across were the “littles” I had the privilege of teaching—some were whimsical, some were hilarious, some were serious, some were tragic, and many broke one’s heart. And some were old, very old souls.
Sammy was a beautiful little dog. I have lost many of my best friends over the years. Each loss still brings pain. If there is such a thing, when I die I want to go to Dog Heaven and play for eternity.
Blessed by your gift of words, a string of pearls, this my birth month.
I stepped outside at midnight into a bright light, casting my shadow. The Strawberry Moon. These two, a pearl and the moon, so alike. Both jewels of my life.
Gosh Gary! Such beautiful words for a simple comment—they deserve their own stand-alone post!
Thank you my wise friend!
Love your poem, especially this:
my prayer for us all
is that we allow in
the voices of the world’s poems.
Too many of those right now are devastatingly sad, right Phoebe? The world’s poems?
Thank you for your kind comment.
Yes, indeed. I love the idea of lives as poems. Each poem matters. Each person (indeed each living being) deserves to be listened to.
Even children. The best poets I’ve ever come across were the “littles” I had the privilege of teaching—some were whimsical, some were hilarious, some were serious, some were tragic, and many broke one’s heart. And some were old, very old souls.
Oh absolutely agree. Children can have the freshest way of seeing and expressing things.
Beautiful words, and poetry is beauty to me, as their words resonate with us depending on the theme and what we don’t expect we need.
Sammy was a beautiful little dog. I have lost many of my best friends over the years. Each loss still brings pain. If there is such a thing, when I die I want to go to Dog Heaven and play for eternity.
You know what??? I want to go there when it’s my time too! A place of unconditional love and play! That’s a very pleasant thought.
Thank you Charles!
Someday, you and I will meet in Dog Heaven. I'll be wearing a white sport coat and a pink carnation.
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And I’ll be the one playing with the Yorkies!
Dr. Strangelove—life imitating art.
When you get ther, be sure to pet my dog Pooky's tummy. She's half long-haired dachshund and half Yorkie. She a long little doggie.