scurry-scurry
run-run, scurry-hurry, run—
stop-and-eat
Squirrels are the masters of stop and go! or go and stop! This one just sat there for the longest time, watching from the side of its eye, holding on to some nut. Munch! Munch!
2051. we go walking
we go walking
over and over again
and fall in love
Just on the other side of the busy city streets with cars and trucks and sirens rumbling by, lie these trees and flowers and rocks and the quiet creek endlessly streaming by. This is where we want to be.
2050. another selfie
who is that
looking back at me—
who?
Every time the brush meets the paper, I wonder what will be. I pick up the brush, look in the mirror and go….then see what comes. Did that really come from me? Or was it the brush doing the brush, or even the ink that had something to say. I wonder. It’s a good one to meditate on.
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