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A Tribute To Golda

A Tribute to Golda

It was a clear and bright sun shining morning in May.
As I came out my front door into the breezeway,
I saw coming toward me an enormous gray dog with eyes of pure gold,
The most exquisitely beautiful canine one could ever behold,
With a calm gentle presence and peaceful demeanor;
The look in his brilliant gold eyes assured I had nothing to fear.

It was love at first sight and I hoped he would stay.
Never mind the impediments; I’d find a way.
My toddler son climbed on him like they’d grown up together,
As I seriously pondered the prospect of whether…
Absolutely not, said my husband, a cat man, 
And nixed the idea before it began.

Weeks later, a litter box and cat food mysteriously appeared
On the sidewalk, out of nowhere; we thought it quite weird.
With the next morning’s sunrise, we figured it out.
The same coat of gray and gold eyes left no doubt;
The same being who before as a dog had been spurned,
In a more acceptable form and presence had now returned.

Bounding out of the bushes with a commanding meow,
A little gray, gold-eyed kitten my husband had to allow.
In her life as a cat and formerly a dog,
She was my brave and wise Golda who would go on to log
More than one rescue of our subsequent pets.
In defending attack, this courageous gray, gold-eyed feline was as fierce as it gets.


Note: Golda saved the life of my Chow-Chow puppy when she was attacked by a big dog that
came at her from across the street. Golda came out of nowhere with claws out, sending the
dog scurrying with his tail between his legs. Another time she rescued our little Siamese
youngster, Meowli, from the neighbors' dogs by jumping on their head while Meowli ran for
cover. Golda stayed with me for 12 years, longer than the husband cited in the poem, and
then when her time and her work was done, she just disappeared pretty much as she had
appeared. She was a beautiful, long haired all gray Persian with brilliant gold eyes. When not
rescuing other animals, she had the same calm, gentle and peaceful demeanor as the dog who
showed up that morning and left when he knew he was not welcome to stay.

7th place winner in ~Somewhere A Pet Is Waiting Contest~ sponsored by ~A Rambling Poet~

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010



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The Unrequited Mantra

Do you still love me? 
You asked as we spooned in the night.
I will always love you, I replied.
Again you asked, 
Do you still love me?
And again my reply,
I will always love you, 
...comforted by the feelings aroused by the chant.

More than a cry for love; more than a promise
An incanted mantra, an affirmation, a prayer
A reassuring echo to your heart’s ping
A shared moment of truth…
…or only a truth in the moment, a moment passed.

We don’t hold each other in the night any more, 
for that was a decade ago…in this life.
And yet, here in my heart the echo continues, 
...still answering the now silent ping.

In moment after moment of an eternal unshared truth,
I will always love you.

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2009

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Moving On

When I confront my loneliness
And look it in the eye
My independence seems like
Such a waste of time

My joys and my sorrows
Are shared by only me
And I question the purpose 
Of my struggle to be free

I'm not sure I've defined
The web that's been protecting me
There's just something about
All those fears that are affecting me

Now here I stand
The cold wind around me
Stripped to my soul
No walls to surround me

Thrown caution to the wind? 
No, not really, not quite 
Still gathering courage
As well I might

To risk and be vulnerable 
To whatever's waiting to start
To allow hope once again
To rest gently in my heart

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010

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Seascape Haiku

The sun is setting
Incoming tide laps my feet
My thoughts turn to God

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010

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A Thought Arises

A thought arises
Sunlight heralds a new day
Both fade into dark





Inspired by Raul's Awaiting the Dawn contest

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Last Date

Two bottles of wine A loaf of sour dough bread And thou...all now gone

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Time For a Walk

The sun hung low in the sky
And the light was beginning to fade
Maggie the Schnoodle and Jack the Retriever
Stood before me 
Tails wagging
Noses pointing to leashes
Looking expectantly
Tapping their toe/paw 
Checking the clock
Clearly reminding me
It was now time for their daily walk.

Okay, I promised. We'll go after I do just one more thing.
I’ll just check my email, oh and just search Google on that one thing I heard about...
Oh look there, well I wonder if anyone’s done any research on that, let’s see...
Well, hmmm, are there any blogs with opinions on the matter, let’s see…
Ah ha! I must bookmark this page and come back to it,
For I must take the dogs out before it gets dar………………k?

How can it be? Where did the sun go? 
Why, only a moment ago there was plenty of light.
Alright Jack, let's go Maggie …how 'bout a walk by the light of the moon?




Inspired by Laura McKenzi's "Beyond (an un-named time that follows day)fall" contest.

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010

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A Moment of Happiness

The pursuit of happiness is…
…mining each moment for something that feels good.
Moments are all about savoring, appreciating…
…and taking in without resistance whatever it is that shows up.

A moment is not about justifying your existence. It's justified. You exist. 
It isn’t about proving your worthiness. It's done. You are worthy. 
It isn't about achieving success. You never fully get it done. 
It is about "How much joy can this moment deliver to me?" 

And some of you like them fast, some of you like them slow. 
Neither is better or best. Neither is right or wrong.
You get to choose. No one is keeping score.

All that is, is all that is.
The only measurement is between your desire and your allowing. 
And your emotions tell you everything there is about that.






Inspired by an Abraham-Hicks quote from April, 2002.

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010

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Attributes of God - Verse Two

Compassion, Wisdom,
Invincible Love, Silence,
Also Traits of God





Inspired by Robert Dufresne's "Lord" Haiku

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A Haiku On Doors Closing and Opening

I'm in a new place
New home, new job, a new life
Let bygones be done

Copyright © Linda Witt-King | Year Posted 2010

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