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Photography

silent cameras
tell community stories…
trained observers

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Lucy

My feline’s eyes reflect her ginger hues.
She follows my man everywhere she can.
Her tracking sight chases away the blues.
But when squirrels discovered her, they ran.

She travels with us, a definite plus.
She likes to go fast, so step on the gas.
She ignores all limits. Yes, cats can cuss!
She likes to fish, quietly, wait for bass.

A middle-aged cat can still be a brat.
She gnaws on my cord like something abhorred.
But a yell from the man cancels all that.
With an innocent look, she drops the cord.

A cat in the house trumps any old mouse.
All her checks done, she’s asleep on my blouse.

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A Pilgrim's Pamphlet

Always prepare for the unexpected!

Just as you want your child to finish school
Outline what you want to accomplish too.
Understand there will be many obstacles.
Rocks can mar the best planned roads.
Next, commit to be kind to yourself.
Every single day brings enough challenges.
Your attitude may become one of your best assets. 

Overcome fears by 
Forging right through them

Again, remember you are in this for the long haul. 

Time and time again, challenges will pop up.
Hone your skills to welcome these interruptions.
Own your part in life’s pilgrimage.
Utilize disappointments in creative ways.
Stay strong when all around you is disintegrating
And you seem like the only one who remains stable.
Never let the naysayers win.
Dreams are to be held and accomplished with sacred resolve.
 
Mend relationships where you can.
Initiate the peace-making process.
Learn to listen empathically.
Each individual has a gift to offer you.
So gracefully accept what they give.

Be bold in your own heart.
Each tenet of your conviction holds purpose.
Guard the complete structure to form strong visions.
Instead of waffling you will grow more steadfast along the way.
No one is infallible. Be kind to yourself.
Saints have learned to safely tread precarious paths.

With all your strength remain steadfast to your Creator.
Instead of lamenting, practice giving thanks.
Truth has a way of wearing away the most stubborn lies.
Hold it tenderly in your heart and mind. 

On those days when your feet ache and 
No one seems willing to help you…
Enter into your private space and lay it before Abba Father.

Search your heart and soak your feet.
Thankfully reiterate where you are on your journey.
Each kindness and pain has its place…then
Praise God from whom all blessings flow…

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Slippery Slopes

“Not down any drain!”
livid chef reprimands sous
fatberg prevention

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Sing

just a soft whisper
turns a heavy heart joyful
ancient hymns of praise

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Lawn Maintenance

hoe poe hops, listens
long needle beak plunges in
fresh grub breakfast

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Frost Crystals

brumous air transforms
into glistening jewels –
minus twenty-one

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Celebrating Age

gratitude breaks through
reflections on historic rites…
yellow school buses

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Turning Points

Business trips hold unexpected traps.
Deception lurks with the lures
to see what lies within
the unwary travelers’ lapse.
He pays the price for current cures
while ignoring the true cost of sin.

Finished. He moves on. Returns home.
The respected family man…
Until the news reaches him…
She sinned. Her belly’s a dome.
In self-righteous anger, he does what he can.
He calls forth judgment – an act so grim.

She had waited so long for justice to come.
Her plan worked, but not quite…
She must have known when she went that day…
Had she evaluated each point and the sum?
Would she die to remove the family blight?
He examined the tokens offered in lieu of pay.

He could have denied her testimony, 
and declared her evidence stolen.
held his ground before all in sight.
He could have damned her, if only…
Set-up. Targeted. Deceived. His emotions molten.
Locked gazes. He declared her right.

What did it cost him? What did others say?
just a businessman travelling from home.
just a lustful man, not wanting to be a laughingstock…
a powerful man who chose that day
to let truth, examine his life, and comb
through each aspect till he became a humble rock.

*reflecting on Genesis 38

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Natural Beauty

snow warnings come true
blankets of white transform all…
winter wonderland