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Thinking a sleeping owl perched on a rail in late afternoon would never notice
As I tried to pet its delicate feathers, to touch its chestnut brown grayish-ness
The Okefenokee Swamp owl bit me in 1973
Returning I thought as a symbol in 1986
Taking the place of wisdom
The owl returned with its question—
How do you like it that I have wakened you
up tonight and frightened you?
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North Richland Hills grew a rainbow I wanted to hold in my hand
Wand for wishing I don’t know what to reach-ask for?
Plethora is sunshine below the bow along your Texas land
Donned a different approach—your rainbow opens a door!
Wand for wishing I don’t know what to reach-ask for?
Across your entire Internet page a rainbow foreshortens my path…
Pond of clouds reflects my question how can I climb the Texas Davis Mountain now?
Lessons from past loss—do not want to invite even one iota of wrath!
Plethora is sunshine below the bow along your Texas land.
Oil slicking through your air also brought you a brilliant Houston rainbow.
An aura like Houston’s is painted across a rest stop. Last June Randy’s
Voile rainbow springs 6 bandanas of sleeveless and shorted men into summer!
Donned a different approach—your rainbow opens a door!
Where sun rises and melts diffusing, oil slicks again coloring your clouds.
Fondly I trace the swirl pouring eastward until a vanishing point soars.
Blue, red, oranges pine green, sky yellow, purple ever wises up a rainbow crowd.
Wand for wishing I don’t know what to reach-ask for?
Cool spot appears in an Accuweather photo over the Texas Panhandle sky.
Bonds-float-you appears in your photo sky, kited rainbow go for it spools for four!
Vool means very cool excitement acknowledging ice crystals in the air—to sigh
Across your entire Internet page a rainbow foreshortens my path…
As train steam blows passing through Palestine Texas along the Neches
Glossy bow along the river’s edge highlights a stick like foot, it’s two toe’s monograph!
Lazz escaped from Houston Zoo—look out even for dead wood fetches.
Pond of clouds reflects my question how can I climb the Texas Davis Mountain now?
Wildflower upswing baby blue eyes your Texas rainbow fields are classrooms
Of prickly pear still not available for diabetics, of skullcap for
Skullcap is a flower of earth mother Virgo as hypochondriac frazzles bloom
Loss—do not want to invite even one iota of wrath!
Red bud tree pops spring open in every shade of pink peace.
Butterfly weed blooms pollinate plants, but don’t grow on any cow’s path!
Will Larkspurs among your horses cause their pains to cease?
Plethora is sunshine along the bow across our Texas land
Where wildflowers inspire windsurfing, sails swim 600 miles of beaches!
Not as calm as it looks, so study your wind to stay upright and out of the sand!
Now I know why they measure wind in knots how all that strong wind preaches!
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Is that I do not like gargoyles staring at me
Or dragons or lions perched above me
As if I will become something to eat
Any second now I am so happy
Every second now to live in America
Where I stare at white walls
Grateful I am not known as part of the food chain
However vegetarianism started
However I admire vegan
I gave up trying to understand and find
My own power animal
Reasoning I must not like art nouveau,
I am on my way to becoming
Exclusively a cubist implant!
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Hovering
Antiquated
Perplexities
Pronounced
Yonder!
Newsflashes
Earth-quaking
Wakefulness's
Yodeling
Enrichment
Anniversary
Reward
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Each year I hope I made a new found friend
Each birthday fearing any loss of gain
So hoping: no attention, party, game—plain
A day of quiet sunrise tendencies…
A Priest so eulogized simplicity…
Compare my view: your thoughtful, smart, we’re spacey
Your favorite suited daydream nothing racy
A suit I never knew could be complicity.
The things you didn’t need come back to mind.
No matter what you asked you also give
Maternal care I opened, you still live,
Remembering how dawn began each day
From different windows needed nothing else to say
I left a purple long stemmed rose they did call gray
So spoken love's last words inside your grave.
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Presence to God lto ove your open presence...
Swish air circularly reiki rainbows swish!
Pleasant hospitality begets pleasant
Wish...rainbow knowing everything you wish:
Good fortunes seek all seek fortune's good.
Gifts of angel measure are which angel's gifts?
Could all who seek good fortune trust who could?
Lift us toward angelic gifting, please lift!
Sit quietly...just let your color sit.
Give out by right by left receive of give!
Wit of each color, to love each color of wit...
Live every color. To love each color live.
Seven colored pattern's wealthy seven
Heaven holds each rainbow holds each heaven!
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