How can I forget
when ruby ripples in indigo call me back
from the tension in my neck, the pain in my head, the serial disasters
broadcast daily–but
how can I forget
when lapping dogs and lap cats bring a deep smile,
and flighty birds, all color and call, pose for pics then burst to the sky
forgetting I’m a friend, and I laugh,
and cirrus fingerprints covering the blue call me back
from the chaos that seems more real than the sacrifice,
from the distance than seems impossible to bridge–but
how could I forget?
I will look and remember.
I love your photos and your thoughts.. they are very uplifting.
Thanks!
Wonderful!
Thank you!!
Yes, they are inspirational. The photos have perfect composition. Nice.
Thank you!
Terrific and refreshing. Who’s the beautiful dog? Yours? A collie, or what? Love that shot; love your poem.
Thanks. This is our only slightly neurotic tri-color collie. We do love his little paranoid self!
Wonderful! Your poem is really awesome and I just want to hug your collie.
He would take all the hugging you can give. When we come home, he wedges himself in such a way to get hugs from both ends. If our hands aren’t busy, our existences’ worth is questioned!
I loved the photos and the words were the best! Say a prayer for us up here it will be WILD
The cat and dog will have to wait for us to shovel to make it outside CRAZY 
Wow! We are supposed to get snow possibly tomorrow.
Yes, “look and remember”…