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Freedom of the Dog

The wind sweeps over my bikini
and combs through my hair
This canoe ride.. is like a glass of red wine
The Naked grape my favourite kind.
I feel at peace...............
For the first time, in a while
completely rid of my anxieties

The sun embraces my skin
My china doll ceramic is so accepting
My golden retriever fearlessly jumps off the dock
he flies
He seeks adventure and see's life for what it is
You see because life is two people throwing a frisbee.
Chasing the disc back and forth desperately in hopes of the one momentarty tasting his own 
personal victories
Or those moments where you throw back your hair to the wind
Uncaring for the consequences

This is how he lives
My golden retriever is the essence of living,, unaware of how his actions may be percieved 
as emberrassing.
Because he lives how he feels free, and when your free 
your mind explodes like a dying star and is reborn into a forming galaxy

That is all he needs.

When is it in life that we as humans just accept life for the catch and release
The elegant flight of the greek discus
When we should be tossing away our laptops, and blackberries
I'm sick of fashion magazines
telling me what is the right skinny
Because I have two skin cascadian mountains erupting from my chest
I have hips like the sticks of dynamite
and nile river torso
and a bottom that is as flat as a pizza dough
You realize the quirks and aspects that make you as an individual

Live like the dog that is hidden in the back of your mind
find the little things that make you gratified
Love the people around you, and celebrate their arrivals like a carnival
Eat your bowls of food like they were your last meal
Lay out on the carpet as if you lay in a bed with sheets made from Egyptian Silks
This is the way to live your life I am telling you

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  1. Date: 6/13/2010 6:13:00 AM
    i have read 5 of your poems. I love them and will finish the rest. Me thinks you have had an up and down life and it is reflected in your work...beautiful !!

  1. Date: 5/30/2010 5:41:00 PM
    Nice expressions well penned