The Hard Swallow

The hard swallow. Sometimes it feels good, sometimes it challenges.

Sometimes, it hurts good and proper.

At times, it just aches.

The taxidermist did a fine job.


Time cost. Moment to moment. What system of valuation do we use to assess our own choices?

Incremental, linear.

Exponential.

Scales of magnitude.

The red queen nailed a few posts into the ground.

At the last peg she told Alice

“Goodbye.”


Illywhackers once glib and smug now understand how

[frightened] and [scared]

are not the same.

Yet, no price replaces and no dream undistills

the realization that contrarians can be cowards.


The burning sun rises as my moon today.

A boudoir of meditation, breathwork, bareness

And open-secrets.

A saucer of milk for the feline.


Love split in two and i say i keep it with others.

The pitfall is when you need them to share it back with you on a busy, misunderstood day. Better to share it than to hoard it, but there may be

No blame, no

fingerbanging guns.

Is this when what was invaluable

becomes valueless?


The deer does not worry for the hunter.

The deer worries about all hunters,

categorically.

Once around the Block

A swollen ankle following a trip in the forest.

I hurt it dancing.

Curious night.


I espied two bees.

Too quick to capture.

I sat for a few moments

This was the ground below

The yellow wild flowers across the way.

The planted, multi-color behind me.

I curious shape situated in the middle of the across the way.

A heart n the sky.

The sky broad-stroked.

Blooms i have been anticipating.

1st i have sceene.

Slapped By The Sun in the Forest

The sun shocks the forest today.

What looks like white flowers turn out to be hard rays of light slapping against the greenery.

Just dots of rays slicing through.

Strange yellows descend into the green haze.  White Light.

Heat of the summer begins.

 

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Before

(The shaded stele.)

After

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Someone wore a white sox.

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Bugging flowers.

Buzzing flies and humming bees.

Hiss and Hush

and you can creep right up and observe.

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Who went here? I w/o/ander.

The visual heat of the light makes it easier to see a thing by the shadow it is

casting.

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Roots reaching.

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Creating

A lee.

Shelter and cover.

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The cottonwood graces those spiderwebs which are so finely spun they are only indicated by the cottonwood snow.

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Flight caught from above and below.

 

A containment of water.

A o O 0

A circle almost completed.

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Ferns shade a shallow empoolment of liquid.

The evaporation will be affected.

Effect of dissipating one state of matter

into

another one.

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Water Moving.

 

Water Still.

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Re-

fleck-

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A very tiny rabbit hole, unless you are tiny.

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Light falling on water

Hidden in the corner.

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Glassy separation not frozen.

Inching.

To the edge.

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These are the chambers.

There are levels.

Of a ladder.

Alice says.

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Four out of five days a new mole surfaced only to fall asleep

Again.

Again.

Again.

Not-again.

Again.