dogs are perfect
and so are pigs
domesticated to love
their awareness, big
nesting and decorating
with flowers and things plush
appreciating beauty
in the simple and lush
playful, sweet
pure little things
i wish them peace
from the pain we bring :(

p.s.

i do wish you calm,
and strength and love,
to vanquish your demons,
that linger above.
in time the hurt may dampen,
or maybe not.
but i appreciate your remorse,
for the things you thought.
sometimes it still stings,
the flashbacks here and there,
but i will remember the times,
you did your best to care.

i sometimes get nostalgic
for little moments we’ve had
living in college cornfields
cozy in 90s plaid
memories tinged with poignance
dissonance intertwined
feverishly giddy
and naive with rosy blinds.
endless youthful calls
on hard plastic phones
from dusk to dawn we spoke
in quiet long distanced tones.
.
.
and sometimes i wish
i had childhood love-guidance
to know that things weren’t quite right
with our young love alliance.
i didn’t question, the burden on me
expected to care for –
without reciprocity.
grateful i suppose,
for a less than ideal
my unseen electric fence
of coping and feels.
.
.
the endurance of two
is not a measure of success
nor quality and joy
to overcome sharp distress.
people can change, maintain and regress
we experienced that all
and our hearts felt the stress.
some people break so hard
they become a masked beast
consuming angrily and furiously
a stranger whose care momentarily ceased…
.
.
the darkness has lightened
and i’m planting new seeds
of live-laff-and-loves
to nourish my needs.
this is my monomyth!
and i’m swish-swash-buckling my way
into my renaissance
so i need not regret the day.

linky i miss you
the usual news today :)

your carefree runs
and blissful face
when you’re out to play.

love singing to you,
thinking of you,
sharing my love true…

thank you for loving me back
my little life snack
you fill my heart anew

lol i saw you and said hey
threw peace instead of a wave.
what the hell was i doing,
my-excite-makes-me-fooling
but a hey-wave back,
moment intact
and thx! it made my day.

bouncing to the beat beat beat beat
<pause>
dancing in the heat heat heat heat
<pause>
we’re dancing and swaying / shouting and slaying,
<wait>
queen bey is saying…
<hush>
feel good, feel love, feel life, feel now.
we’re here, let’s cheer, no fear, be proud.
beautiful people… love and be loud!
<pause>
beat beat beat beat…
🪩 🪩 🪩

sometimes i think of you
and miss our little sparks.
subconscious twinkling knowing smiles
with flirty looks and larks.

the times you sensed my sadness,
and spent time with me to soothe,
cherishing those moments of love.
that lifted my hurt moods.

i know it was a complication –
our timing, point and space,
though i think we were meant to ripple then,
to look at life in the face.

maybe it’s true we’re messengers
for others and ourselves in time.
and what we choose to do with this –
me – reflected to find my sublime.

for this i’m glad we had our brush,
though sad you had to ghost.
i wonder if/when you think of me,
you also, will miss me most.

hi handsome dark blue
on what side do you play?
i’m only asking, really,
because i’m a little infatu-ay.

you’re split down the middle
(a compliment, i promise)
but clouds my clarity
vacillating and self-conscious.

sometimes you’re a dark sea
a deep thrum of being
and other times you’re springy
cracking jokes and freeing.

what are you concealing
with your limited expressings?
little glimmers of insight
in too quick of passings

i hope sometime
our currents conflux
it seems we have coherence
a connection with some luck
🌊

whowhatwhenwherewhy?
asks the little goblin princess,
sitting atop her tiny bridge.
alas it’s the toll to cross,
her riddles infinite.

she ponders and giggles
at responses received;
ah, love being an auntie to this goblin
(and i’m so glad i’m child-free)

<giggles>
”why?”
🤭

dusky pink purples & blues,
frame a pale sunday moon.
sudden black birds fly forth,
animating lines and dots.
continue my steady coast
towards a fading horizon,
embracing and freeing
this exquisite vignette,
wishing for many more
to come.

shiny green silk strands
across sweet gold cobblestones
last tastes of summer
🌽

36 little kumamotos
all in one go
briny ocean tastes
my happy overflows.

peaceful in saltwater
rocking gently with waves
looking towards land
sun and sea bokehs my gaze.

mysterious little oyster
oceanlife flowing through
capturing personalities
of currents that soothe.

pacifics are bright, crisp, snappy and clean
atlantics are sturdy, richer, maybe a bit mean?
belons are so briny! salty like the french
savored with champagne, enticed to quench

i love you little bivalve
mighty stone you are
nourishing life and ocean
under suntwinkles of lapping stars.
🌊 🦪

happiness at the sight
of you in midflight
a compliment from you
sent me to bright delight
xo

linky i miss you through and through
i’d be so happy to give you my birkenstock shoe
swiping the one sandal from the pair of two
expressing your dog love with each nibble chew

i hope you’re staying cool these days
on your favorite marble tiles you lay.
your napping nook by your humans, stay
til it’s time to wake up and ask for play.

your sniffs and kisses i miss upon my face
on the floor with you, my treasured place
your sweetness and patience, given with grace
missing you so much, and your fluffy embrace.
🐾
link my muse. :)

i miss ya link
my best furry friend
my heart belongs to you
unequivocally to the end
🐾

chomped too many gummy bears
those sweet tart treats of happy chews
but now i feel like a boba drink
bouncy belly balls that make me feel boo

when will i learn?
lol probably never
i like the chompy stress release
and the nostalgia piqued, forever

why do i read the news
it makes me so #&!%$! depressed
functioning in a society
that performs its worst, best
a bunch of morons we are
without empathy or clue
idealizing narcissists
and the vapidness they spew.

i know there’s humanity
in those that protect
from life we’ve damaged
and shouldn’t have, in sad retrospect
i’m not innocent either
no one is, it’s true
that’s why humans stink
and sends me to dark blue.

i don’t want to end on despair
and know i must refocus
on things in my purview
which would be a dog’s locus.
i know, no one: dot dot dot
and me - HEY I LOVE DOGS!
but i’m writing for my psyche
to sort my mind’s dialogue.
❤️‍🩹
i go help doggies now.

i love this part of me,
i never knew
a passion for pups
and how much it grew.

i’ve found kindred souls
in the floofers and people,
rich with love and empathy
with hearts most peaceful.

this quiet dormant facet,
laid hidden to me
sprung from healing
and allowed me to see.

i didn’t even understand
how angry i was
anxiety hard in my fibers
provoked with cause.

the knots started to loosen
(with care and meds)
constructing forceful boundaries
from those causing dread

enter the floofers
profound wells of resilience
true innocence, delight
beaming radiant brillance.

i’m so grateful to them
to feel this deep
and wrap my kintsugi heart
in everlasting puplove to keep.
🐾

shorter days are here
the darkness is tangible
shine my own sun light
🧡

california sweet
redwoods oceans poppies, treat
breathe in your heartbeat
🧡