a few hours tucked under
Egyptian cotton white sheets
fluffy duvet
and fur coats
doubling as blankets
waking on a cold, cold
winter night
hot tea for warmth
legs tucked under
crossed in prepaation for
silent reflection
for silence
clouds obscuring the
bright stars and
moon's radiant light
of earlier
always a struggle
stay up with the night?
go to bed with the
stuffed animals?
these night's feel
desperately empty
without the soft breath
the soft snores
the soft padding of
little puppyhead
imbibed waaaaay
too much red vino
the other evening
watching Downton Abbey
drowning sorrow?
or simply quaffing
great red wine at the
pace of a thirsty being,
lapping and gulping
quickly and greedily
my guess is the latter
a bulk of drinking issues
stem from the pace of consumption
later that night,
startled awake by
uncomfortable tummy
sensations
crawled onto the deck
and hurled with
great gusto
wine and food
sweet memories flooding
this mind..
reminded of many a night
the sweet puppyheads
did the same
Ah... the sweet freedom
a good throw up brings
the goddesses and gods
taking pity upon
this suffering sad soul
reprised the moment
again later that night
crawling out onto cold
frozen wood
magnificent stars
the vast heaven above
looking down
smiling and laughing
stars twinkling with delight
hurling away
laughing at it so
in the midst,
feeling so close to
my sweet puppyheads
as i did
funny,
the little things
the quirky things
that make us laugh
that bring great
peace to our soul
what a blessing from
heaven to find myself
out in the yard
on all fours
on a gorgeous winter night
feeling so close to those
i miss so
don't ever stop laughing....
and crying....
you'll short your system out
and then you WILL have real
trouble on your hands.....
later the next day... a fox wandered up to the deck and took to eating the *****... my my what hilarious juxtapositions the divine provides... and that was one skinny little mangy fox that came calling.... i did put out some good left over meat later, not partially predigested this time....
even now peals of laughter ring out... still missing my puppyheads but now it is time to wander off ...to wander out into the night.......