meditation partner
I scratch behind my dog’s ears
because he’s present
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Sometime meditation brings epiphinal moments when you least expect them.
Saturday morning
the dog snores in the corner
I struggle to write
Someday, the poetry flows from my fingers and onto the screen. Then there are mornings like this morning.
it would make his day
I should make it part of mine
walking man’s best friend
Rather than being reflective, today’s haiku offering is aspirational at best, but is really more of a self-indictment.
next to the window
my dog snoozing in the sun
dreaming doggy dreams