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to enslave with domestication
to enslave with domestication
it is always superficial, caused by humans without gumption.
their hearts are frozen. their dysfunctionality, contagious.
i am preoccupied with difficulties. the air is too cold.
with temerity i shiver. the communal sun radiates not on me.
a treasure from my mother might be a memory of times past.
it’s a species thing. natural. days of wretched misery.
hours of dolorous suffering. i am stabbed by unblunted thorns.
calluses form as if I were to transmute into an uncultivated cactus.
i question the distress in the experience of humanity:
to savor. to self-reflect. to engage in life with exactitude.
to appraise with attitude. to enslave with domestication.
i stare with solemnity, “is protection around the corner?”
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Written for:
Magpie Tales – Mag 190
Also posted on:
Open Link Night ~ 107
Image credits: Unknown, from Magpie tales page
valued benevolence haiku
valued benevolence haiku
precious wildlife
deep grumbling adulation
gorilla moment
remarkable hug
unwavering affection
instinctive wisdom
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Also posted on:
V is for VISION
Photo credit: Wild for Wildlife and Nature – Please LIKE them on Facebook
If I could have just one wish

The hand of an unknown monkey at testing facility, grasping the side of the trash can after they discarded her for dead.
If I could have just one wish
in a world-field
of possibilities
achievement begins
in my mouth
fullness
is fulfillment
crushed by nature
a singular duality
purchased finality
no longer missing
only needing
to have one
more
wish
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Written for:
A ray of hope flickers in the sky – Prompt # 137
Also posted on:
I is for……….Inlinkz
Photo Credit: EvolutionaryParenting – Facebook Page
elephant slave
elephant slave
she is at my back
talking to my shoulder
bubbly in the morning
yet she mourns
bereaved family
lamentations
disaster
uncontrolled loss
yet the world
has lost its sorrow
and i am told
she will bounce back
tears will cease
with formula
and copious
vegetation
degradation
never forgets
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Written for:
Kerry’s Wednesday Challenge
Also Posted on:
The Poetry Pantry Is Now Open! – # 86
Also posted on:
E is for Easy
Abandoned Puppies
poor puppies forlorn
left to their own devices
cold, scared, abandoned
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Sensational Haiku Wednesday – #122
Photo Credit – Facebook dog rescue circuit (unknown photographer)
moving forward
moving forward
resurgence of authentic prophets
be real, lift the veil.
respect all the sentient.
re-surge and revolt.
declare unconditional love
as you make them stop the pain.
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I wrote this for the http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/ challenge called forward.
Also posted on:
Alphabe-Thursday Letter M
The picture is from:
Teach Kids To Think About Giving In Every Aspect of their Lives
Children’s Jungle Party
(a short play or podcast)
Julie: I’m looking for a way to teach my kids to think about giving in every aspect of their lives.
Nichole: Weren’t you planning a birthday party for your son Howie?
Julie: Yes…
Nichole: You should add a charitable element to your celebration.
Julie: Intriguing, how do I do that?
Nichole: I’ve heard that some people, rather than accept more junky toys to clutter their houses, are asking friends and family to adopt an endangered animal in honor or the birthday boy or girl.
Julie: Wow! That’s a good idea.
Nichole: Of course. It’s a brilliant idea, if I may say so myself.
Nichole and Julie giggle
Nichole: And you know most of these charities give adoption gifts, like stuffed snow leopards and baby gorillas. Have the kids bring the adoption gifts and then use them as party decor. Then, donate the stuffed animals to the children’s hospital.
Julie: I like that. So. Hmmm…it would mean, a jungle theme for decor too. That would be easy…a few coconuts, a bunch or two of bananas, plastic safari hats, and colorful plastic monkeys for the centerpiece.
Nichole: Yeah, now you’ve got your creative jungle juices flowing.
Julie: For more color, we can throw around safari balloons.
Nichole: That’s it. Keep it simple.
Julie: What do I do if the kids get hyper?
Nichole: If you bring hula hoops and beach balls you can keep the kids moving. Have them dance to music from movies like Jungle Book and Lion King.
Julie: I can also bring in musical instruments and have them make their own jungle music.
Nichole: Or have them bring their own instruments.
Julie: You’re right, some take lessons and have their own. I’ll bring extra…
Nichole:…like percussion?
Julie: Yeah…for the ones who don’t have any. You know, I saw a recipe for making a jungle themed cake on a cooking show.
Nichole: Cool. And for after the cake, if you bring old national geographic magazines and butcher block paper along with paper crayons, washable markers, and glue stick “creative kit bags,” they can walk away with their own creative designs and with the kits.
Julie: This is all such a great idea. Just one thing I don’t know if I can get ready.
Nichole: What’s that?
Julie: Get Howie ready for a party with no presents…
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This was posted for http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/thursday-short-story-slam-week-7.html for:
Thursday Short Story Slam Week 7
You were supposed to write a story or poem based on the picture above. So I wrote a little play. Hope they don’t mind.
Since the Animal Rights community liked my previous poem, I wrote this with an AR theme.
Picture from:
Dog Helps Elephant
Dog Helps Elephant
Poor baby elephant
taken from mama;
gotta get away
from the circus drama.
Elephants need
a social surrounding,
not where crowds
are loudly resounding.
Baby is scared
to be away so long.
The circus crowd
is a great big throng.
So puppy comes ‘round.
He can find the way,
to get baby back
to baby’s herd far away.
They wander together,
over land and sea,
to get to the spot
where they’ll find mommy.
The trunk holds the tail,
which therefore can’t wag.
But the Doggie moves on.
Neither friend can lag.
They finally come upon,
a low rumbling sound.
It the herd’s way of talking,
so they can be found.
Then baby looks high.
And baby looks low
‘til finally mama’s face
begins to glow.
They are reunited,
thanks to canine friend,
who stays with the herd
for days on end.
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This was posted for http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-story-slam-week-6-childrens.html for:
Short Story Slam Week 6-Children’s Literature
You were supposed to write a story or poem based on the picture above.
Even though you aren’t supposed to write these if you are a serious writer or poet, I really have fun writing these. They are totally stress free and fun.
The coolest thing about this poem is that I got to write and post an Animal Rights poem, my first one. Yay!!!