someone called me a
hedgehog
the other day
and it made me feel bad
while I do sometimes
live in a hedge
I am not a hog
I always share
and I’m very
nice
humans
should
be more aware
of names they call
others
Photo: Pixabay
our lives
are like photographs
each has a
negative
where the color
is different
where our vision
has a beauty of it’s own
when held to the light
we live in both places
one more than the other
at least that’s what we
believe to be true
but no one really
knows anything
for sure
maybe our choices
put us in one place
or the other
Jr Korpa
Unsplash
Twas
the
eve
before
chickmas
and
all
through
The
Coop
the
chicklets
were
peeping
and
looking
for
loot
they
ate
all
the
cookies
the
bread
and
the
corn
and
nothing
was
left
for
the
next
Chickmas
morn
the
hens
shook
their
feathers
and
went
right
to
work
chirping
and
peeping
they
turned
with
a
jerk
to
see
their
sweet
chicklets
all
fuzzy
and
bright
they
knew
they’d
be
cooking
well
into
the
night
tiny
wings
started
flapping
and
joy
filled
the
air
cuz
the
meaning
of
Chickmas
is
to
love
share
and
care
Post Scrip: This poem was a collaborative effort by chicklets, Zack, Martha and Zoe, who, with the backing of the other chicklets, wanted to thank the hens for their hard work.
The chicklets raided the kitchen and ate most of the treats for the party and for Christmas morning. The hens, knowing that would happen, hid quite a bit of the food they had prepared. Still, they put on their aprons and got to work, and in no time at all, the pantry was filled to the brim. The chicklets were going to be kept out of the kitchen for the rest of the day, however, but the chicklets kind of expected that.
Merry Chickmas Eve to all!.
we are always
HERE
there’s no place else
we can possibly be
but
HERE
wherever
HERE is
if we’re there
we’re
HERE
some might say
you’re there
but their there
is your
HERE
because
wherever you are
is your
HERE
you can only be
there
to someone else
PHOTO: John Baker
Unsplash
kids and cats
know when
to rest
nap
and
enjoy
life
Photo: Blake Meyer
Unsplash
I dream
I breath
my
heart beats
I love
and play
I am not
food
my flesh
and skin
belongs to
me
be gentle
be kind
I cannot
defend myself
against
your
weapons
or
hatred
and lack of
empathy
I ask for your
compassion
and
respect
for ALL
life
Photo: Yamabon
Pixabay
*Yesterday, Melanie saved a deer from being shot to death by a hunter. So thank you Melanie, for making a real difference and being a superhero.
battered
worn
and
soiled
we still
hold out hope
that
we can regroup
and stand
for something
better
Photo: M. Cooper
Unsplash
I want my own way
I want it now
right now
you’re fired
I won
go away
I’ll get you
I’m a bully
a baby
a spoiled brat
an ego maniac
a hateful
sexist
racist
moron
and I want to be
president again
I want to be president
for life
so I can destroy the country
and then the world
that’s what I want
and I
want it
NOW
Photo: Nick Fewings
unsplash
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