Tag Archives: Stretch

YAWN AND STRETCH THIS DAY

Yawn. Look ahead beyond the dawn to this one day. See what’s to do on your bright way, the things quite apt (or not) to pay. And then, begin to stretch and move and work and play. . . For, … Continue reading

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THE SUN COMES UP ANEW

When sun comes up and stubborn sleeps you rub out from your eyes, and then, you stretch, your back you scratch. . . and, after a few early breaths, you sigh some long and waking sighs, and make a plan … Continue reading

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FROM THE CROOK OF THE ARMS OF AN EARTHLY MOTHER

Comfy and warm in the crook of the arms of an earthly mother. . . Lit by the points of the stars and the moon and the sun of the one I’ve been told is our father– yours, mine and … Continue reading

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DOWN AND AROUND

When you’ve just been plumb struck down, it may be best that you expect for it to be a stretch, before you up and come around.

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THE OUTING OF WISDOM

The thing that autumn brings: the soft unveiling of deep wisdom as leaves and other outer forms, seen from without, get wizened, and sounds wane. . . the wary whispers come to reign where did preside loud summer shouts. . … Continue reading

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A MONDAY PRAYER

Monday. . . a mountain looms so large, beginnings fraught with fear and doom, clouds grey and heavy weigh things down, but, I must admit, they fall short as omens to portend my seconds’ passed sensation of unnavigable gloom. . … Continue reading

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THE EQUINOX OF CHEW

Good morning, Chipper Chewsday Chums!– I am now up to break my fast. . . and listen for each and every spring time thing, awake, astir in my surroundings, all the life that blossoms out or flits and flies or … Continue reading

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