I still love to put up a Christmas tree. Some years I have and some I haven’t–this year I will. It’s a comfort to see the tree lights twinkling late into the night. My entry for Monkey Man’s last hosting for Sunday’s 160 as he takes a needed break. http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
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O Christmas Tree
Posted by Bodhirose on December 3, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/12/03/o-christmas-tree/
Sheltie
When we first brought you home, you were too tiny to even jump up on the fireplace but very soon you were chasing two small, giggling girls up the stairs, herding them. My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on November 20, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/11/20/sheltie/
Sisters
Sisters are awesome. I have three of them. I’m the oldest but not the boldest. I look at them and see parts of me and times when we were still children. We share hearts. My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on November 13, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/sisters/
Empty
As I sit in this chair staring at the screen I wonder what to write and start to panic. Thinking, musing, nothing comes to mind. It’s so empty in there I’ll just pass.
Posted by Bodhirose on September 28, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/empty/
Moment’s Regret
Sweeping up the broken shards after it so quickly shattered, the memory of the trip we took and found this piece of pottery. A moments regret- but I had to let it go. Photo from Google Images My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on September 18, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/09/18/moments-regret/
September 11, 2001
September 11, 2001 marks a shift in my feelings of safety and my awareness of how some look at Americans. I do not hate because of this but am thankful for the knowledge. My entry to Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/ and dVerse Poetics: In Memoriam: http://dversepoets.com/2011/09/10/poetics-in-memoriam/
Posted by Bodhirose on September 11, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/september-11-2001/
Bye, Bye
Hurricane Irene blew by our coast. Whew, we dodged another one! Squalls of wind and rain came and went for a day. I’m sorry–it was someone else’s turn to get clobbered! My entry for Sunday’s 160 hosted by Monkey Man: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/ Related articles Irene (davew0958.wordpress.com)
Posted by Bodhirose on August 28, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/08/28/bye-bye/
Wee Hours Loom
Wee hours loom Shrouds black sky No moon illuminates Quiet, still beneath Dark shadow emerges Outlined, profile figure Lurking Rustling Prowling Crawling Where It Ought not My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on August 6, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/08/06/wee-hours-loom/
Napping
Reading a while in my chair I became drowsy, my eyes grew heavy Dozing off–my head started to nod A deep sigh escaped; I took a nap A dream began in thirty seconds My entry for Monkey Man’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on July 10, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/07/10/napping/
Happy 4th of July!
Red, white and boom! Celebrating our Declaration of Independence Thirteen colonies separated The rocket’s red glare Clearly shows us the way Picnics, fireworks–yay! Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on July 3, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/07/03/happy-4th-of-july/
Saving Trees
Used to be when I would write I’d make mistakes, scratch out, erase Wadded up, thrown away Countless papers–what a waste Now by only pressing “delete” I save a tree My entry for Monkey Man’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on June 19, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/06/19/saving-trees/
Sita’s Paw
Busy thinking Busy typing Nothing distracts me Eyes straight ahead Focused fully Suddenly my vision Catches a motion And I hear a tiny meow Sita’s paw is patting my arm My entry for Sunday’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on June 12, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/06/12/sitas-paw/
I See In You
You take my hand I’ll take yours Linked together Our affection grows I see in you Your purest soul A casted smile Puts a glow inside Your devotion for me Affects me deep My entry for Sunday’s 160 with Monkey Man: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on June 4, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/06/04/i-see-in-you/
Stay Awhile
Quietly sitting down to prayer I turn within away from the glare Turn off the sounds Turn off the sights Feel my peaceful center inside Stay awhile, merging with God My entry for Sunday’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on May 29, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/05/29/stay-awhile/
Baby Cardinal
Baby cardinal at the feeder Crying piteously to his parents I’m still just a fledgling–I’m still not quite sure Don’t leave me alone yet, the world’s a bit scary! My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on May 22, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/05/22/baby-cardinal/
Lila Grace
Lila Grace is here She came a whole month early A perfect petite, darling baby The new parents have it easy She sleeps the whole night through She’s adorable, a dear My entry for Sunday’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on May 15, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/05/15/lila-grace/
Tiny Frog
Gazing out the living room window A small snake emerged from a hole He was winding to and fro I went outside to investigate I saved a tiny frog from becoming dinner Sunday’s Entry for Monkey Man’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on May 8, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/05/08/tiny-frog/
Shopping
Marathon shopping with my girls Hardcore shopping It’s almost a science They’re skilled experts Hit ten stores, maybe more, Ending with dinner before the mall closes Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on May 1, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/05/01/shopping/
Listening to a Rock
Looking at a rock today I wondered if it wanted to share I listened closely I listened with attention I heard that it’s perfectly comfortable With the way it’s being Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on April 24, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/04/24/listening-to-a-rock/
Smokin’
Growing up in the 60s I did a little “token” smokin’ for fun and social linking. But I soon realized my awakening spirituality was a profound trip I’d rather travel. Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on April 17, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/04/17/smokin/
Bougainvillea
I thought the bougainvillea was frozen, dead and gone– No more flower to gaze upon. But when trimming it today a bit of green was found. Beauty for another spring! 160 characters
Posted by Bodhirose on March 29, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/03/29/bougainvillea/
Lyla Grace
Attended a baby shower today Lyla Grace will be joining us shortly I’ve already seen what she looks like With the new awesome technology. She has her father’s lips! Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on March 20, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/03/20/lyla-grace/
No Referee Needed
My sister spent the night with me We shared my king sized bed We were children when We last divvied up sides We kept our feet to ourselves No need for Mom to referee Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on March 13, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/03/13/no-referee-needed/
Miss You
Family reunion yesterday The numbers are dwindling every year. Where’s so and so? And why didn’t he or she make it? Some are too old and feeble to join us. Miss you Gayle Walters, age six Sunday 160 Challenge: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on February 13, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/02/13/miss-you/
No Umbrella
coming in from the outside pouring, lacking an umbrella to assist, my hairdo is saturated, and these shoes are drenched and squishing- the groceries will have to wait Sunday’s 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/
Posted by Bodhirose on February 6, 2011
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/02/06/no-umbrella/
Gayle Walters Rose
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