Never Met a Feathered Sheep…I did not like!


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A brunch walk by the water…with feathered sheep.

With feral tabby’s.

Disposed mongrel mutts.

Going as far as, the imagination will stroll.

Over the rainbows, and the, sun-showers, in the distance,

a bell tolls for…another other coven.

Born to be strays.

Setting bonfires to the vanities.

With the array of disarray, the caged birds sing.

 

No matter,

a poet’s poet…need not be by my side.

There will be no bridges to gap.

For our words have always met.

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Had brunch by the water with poets and friends.

Up in the air,

somewhere,

 a bell tolls another poignant soul,

up around the bend.

“For what are we born if not to aid one another?” #Ernest Hemingway, Whom the Bell Tolls
“For what are we born if not to aid one another?”
#Ernest Hemingway, Whom the Bell Tolls

 

 

 

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3 thoughts on “Never Met a Feathered Sheep…I did not like!

  1. I love this! I like the idea of feathered sheep! You write out the countryside like you’re Mary Webb, you have such an art at capturing the pastoral my favorite kind of writing. xo

      1. Dearest you are my friend. In fact my best friend ever was called Ruth, she and I grew apart, because she lives in Europe and I in America, I miss her every day though, she is/was a wonderful person and the sister I never had. Even though we lost touch and that hurt, I never thought ill of her, she was the one person I felt most at home with. So you share her name, this is a good thing 🙂 If you want to email me (candicelouisa@rocketmail.com) I’d love to get your home address so I can put you on the mailing list for my new book there will be some announcements coming out in flyers that will be mailed and I would like you to get one – I will not share your address with anyone) xo

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