dogtrax

A pencil at rest is the best way to think, a poetic pause in graphite, not ink, with a nub and eraser stub ready to go

so this here is the day of the year that's been added in;

dar brincos, my friend - leap it and linger

Leap Day 2024

Robins on the tree; we marvel at the mayhem, a dance in motion

Nearly Mud Season - another reason for us to pay attention

Green, bathed in yellow, buds awakening from sun; but – too soon! too soon!

A waning season, with Winter bending its way towards yearly slumber

for Algot

At the edge of wall, fresh water, falls, tumbling into waiting stone

Jumbo

jet shrimp wings

'cause the world's filled with bigger things

but

homes concerts books

are now becoming tiny, too

for DS106 Daily Create

Swirling dervish in a perfect suit Oh my love, my memory swoons

from 'Wild Beauty' by jessica Care moore https://poets.org/poem/wild-beauty?mc_cid=8f01f46098&mc_eid=ed9c8bae96

Dust is what divides us on this afternoon, a frantic energy driving you wild with your feet kicking dirt as I lounge here, lazy as a log, laughing at the madness of how we still call it love

Riding currents, flow, the arc of a falling dive; sea birds plunge, below