Archie's our talkative one,
My Hero, I love him a ton,
He only has three pegs,
He lost his front left leg,
In a fight with coyotes he won!
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We'z Walking on a Path Ruled By Numbers
This road has felt endless, yet limited; every step tracked. Inching away along this path, I feel trapped. Confined. Left to this narrow passage that may one day amount to something greater. Time is not a concept. Only distance. From start to finish, I laugh and cry and attempt to convince myself that this is worth it. I cannot stray. I must keep going. Every step etched, is a step taken, is measured as more than before. I cannot even recall how I got here. Maybe I don’t even really exist. Just another tick marking off a perceived presence. Of what though? I am just another line drawn. Nothing more, nothing less.
By Oneg In The Arctic4 days ago in Fiction
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So cute! But also, so in awe of Archie's heroic win! x
Roy - You Talk to your followers - Perhaps a formula for your success? I strive to communicate with my readers as well. And, although we may have differing presentations; we may have similar 'Pet' Hearts! I've written an article on behalf of Pet Haven Minnesota "Rescue" helping to bring in many new adoptions: A nice feeling! Thanks for the smiles! Jay Kantor, Chatsworth, Cal 'Senior' Vocal Author
These poems are wonderful. Light, funny. I am so enjoying how brief these are. Everyone in my family is smiling right now. Thanks for sharing.
Wait, For real???