i have learned to tailor the stitches of failure
to pull together all the pieces
perhaps a garment
this work never ceases
i am learning to tailor
what could have been
but not in the world
that i lived in.
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Friday, February 22, 2019
Monday, February 18, 2019
hobbespeak
in case you are wondering about this and that
one thing for sure...
i am a cat.
and as a cat i have some rules
to go against my grain?
i pity the fools.
i have my humans wrapped around
my little paws.
just takes a bonk, a bite or a display
of my claws.
the world my oyster
i am the king of where
i go.
so feel free to say hi
but first let my people
know.
p.s. i live across the hall
from magic mikey da macaw
(we will never meet)
as appetizing and tempting a morsel as i ever saw
only kidding
i think
gotta run
and make my litter box stink
one thing for sure...
i am a cat.
and as a cat i have some rules
to go against my grain?
i pity the fools.
i have my humans wrapped around
my little paws.
just takes a bonk, a bite or a display
of my claws.
the world my oyster
i am the king of where
i go.
so feel free to say hi
but first let my people
know.
p.s. i live across the hall
from magic mikey da macaw
(we will never meet)
as appetizing and tempting a morsel as i ever saw
only kidding
i think
gotta run
and make my litter box stink
Friday, February 15, 2019
In my beauty...pigeonspeak
In my beauty I see a world
Not of my choosing
A world of noise and chaos
From which a respite at times
I find.
Not of my choosing
A world of noise and chaos
From which a respite at times
I find.
is
love is forever, and even when circumstances are altered by lifechanges, love withstands and we stand in that love.
our llittle pteribird. in our hearts she dwells as softly she sleeps with god and the angels
our llittle pteribird. in our hearts she dwells as softly she sleeps with god and the angels
he reads
he reads for the quiet that
quiets his soul
the words that soothe
the words that challenge
he questions not
or he questions, a alot
this world that only
he can see.
yet sometimes shares,
so eagerly.
quiets his soul
the words that soothe
the words that challenge
he questions not
or he questions, a alot
this world that only
he can see.
yet sometimes shares,
so eagerly.
Monday, February 11, 2019
bundlesquirrel
little winter bundlesquirrel
closing in
where does she end
where does she begin
under all that warm
soft squirrelyness
waiting for spring
like some of us,
i guess.
closing in
where does she end
where does she begin
under all that warm
soft squirrelyness
waiting for spring
like some of us,
i guess.
Friday, February 8, 2019
painting of mom and dad
today you are wed 71 years
together in heaven, perhaps
but no longer here.
complicated you were
as we all are too.
with the good and the bad
happy anniversary and
i am so missing you.
together in heaven, perhaps
but no longer here.
complicated you were
as we all are too.
with the good and the bad
happy anniversary and
i am so missing you.
Magic mikeyspeak
Want to take me to the doctor today.
My answer....
No flocking way.
I hides from my mommy on my mommy
She can’t find me, so there,.
A practical use for that old woman’s
Funny hair.
This is my story: https://www.facebook.com/karekalbirdiemama/photos/a.146918818672502/840528555978188/?type=3&theater
Thursday, February 7, 2019
As so goes the lonely dove
As so goes the lonely dove
From lonely birdie tree.
She looks below
She looks above
For some dovely
Company.
From lonely birdie tree.
She looks below
She looks above
For some dovely
Company.
Monday, February 4, 2019
blue skies, white buffalo...repost
blue skies white buffalo
blue skies
white buffalo
together on the
tapestry of mother
earth's
creations.
each shared breath,
a lifetime
spoken.
blue skies
white buffalo
together on the
tapestry of mother
earth's
creations.
each shared breath,
a lifetime
spoken.
Friday, February 1, 2019
doves and sparrow
doves and sparrow came out to play
on this cold and blustery day
in each others quietness
they found warmth and
happiness.
world galgo day
Galgos/greyhounds
I do not mind running
or hunting for you
That is how I am built
That is what I do
But why do you hurt me
When with me you are done
You kill or desert me
When I no longer won
I am a galgo of soft eyes
And softer demeanor
I love all my humans
And am quite a good leaner
Please do not throw me away
In your heart let me stay
or hunting for you
That is how I am built
That is what I do
But why do you hurt me
When with me you are done
You kill or desert me
When I no longer won
I am a galgo of soft eyes
And softer demeanor
I love all my humans
And am quite a good leaner
Please do not throw me away
In your heart let me stay
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings