Thursday, November 6, 2014

11/6


A fine, rainy day and I puttered through out it inside,
The dogs nearby, dozing in a heap by my feet.
Tired this day

From a cold and not enough sleep. Walk Arlo 
By the wet field sides allowing the soft grays 
To envelope me

In quietness and stillness of color and sound.
Allowing myself to slip softly through the hours
Okay with myself.

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