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I LOVE scruffy dogs…a poem

scruffy dogs
all fuzzy and wild
fur going every which way
tail wagging
excited to play
get pets
or just hang out
there’s something
about a
scruffy dog
that makes me
fall in love
at first sight

 

 

Photo:  Kanashi
Unsplash

I’d smile more if I could, but I can’t, because I’m smiling as hard as I can…a poem

two white-and-tan dogs

Photo:  gotdaflow
Unsplash

 

dogs are happy beings
wagging half their bodies
with joy
when they see the person
they love
dogs like to play
like to snuggle
like to catch things
like frisbees
and balls
and they like to carry
sticks
sometimes really BIG sticks
they like belly rubs
and hugs and kisses
they adore
hearing that they are
good dogs
because their main goal
in life
seems to be
making us happy
which in turn
makes them happy
cats think they’re crazy
but dogs don’t care

Choice…a poem…Becky Bell…a teenage girl

when choices
are LIMITED
by others
we wear bracelets
with the names of girls
who died in back alley abortions
to remind people of what happens
when a female has no right
to safe health care
has no right to her own body
who is owned by the state
who is property
who in reality
has no choice at all

Becky Bell
died because the law
took away her right to choose a safe abortion
instead
Becky Bell sought help
where she could find it
the price she paid
for not having a legal access
to health care
was death

that’s the only choice
she saw

sadly
our bracelets
all had
DIFFERENT
names on them

the conservatives
will never stop abortion
they’ll just add more names
on bracelets
because having a child isn’t really a choice
not if it’s someone else’s choice

they don’t care how many females die
they only care about control

Red…a poem

woman with red hair wearing black sunglasses

she said
her body
was a canvas
to use anyway she
pleased
so she had fun
and turned
herself
into a
beautiful
work of art

 

Photo:  Jordan Marchand
Unsplash

Mushrooms…a poem

selective focus photography of gray and white mushrooms

standing tall
they huddle together
delicate bule caps
for all to see
their beauty
undeniable

 

Photo:  Alonso Romero
Unsplash

Spring…

Watercolor, Portrait, Character, Girl

even with out eyes closed
we know it’s almost here
we can smell it
taste it
feel the warmer breeze
against our skin
and while winter
continues to hang around
especially at night
even he knows
his icy reign is over
SPRING
is moving in

 

Picture:  Pixabay

The Universe…a poem.

Astronaut, Night, Sky, Star, The Galaxy

it might be fun
to play around
in the universe
headphones on
music blasting
checking out the stars
and rocking in planetary orbits
but of course
one could just
see what there is to see
in silence as well
if you’re into
that kind of thing
either way
I just hope
whoever goes first
doesn’t bring
a gun

 

Photo:  Pixabay

War…a poem

Blue and Yellow Letter B

the voice
of the people
goes unheard
as a tiny dictator
slaughters
those he hates
the voice
of the people
never matters
when it comes to the
games
greedy
power hungry
men play
among themselves

 

Photo:  Anna Tis
Pexels

Mary Beth…a poem

Good, Girls, Cloud, Star, Ladder

when Mary Beth was naughty
and sent to bed early
she spent her time
on a very tall ladder
hanging the moon
and a lot of stars
in the sky
she hung everything
from clouds
so they would move around
while she laid upside down
on her bed and watched them
sometimes
her cat Isabella
would watch with her
until they both fell asleep
and dreamed of being
astronauts

 

 

Picture:  Pixabay

Waiting…

red and black vacuum cleaner

everyone
and everything
waits
long waits
short waits
in line waits
in traffic waits
life is just one long
wait after another
even the shopping cart
stands folded
waiting to be filled

 

Photo:  Rayson Tan
Unsplash

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