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It was someone else.
It wasn't me,
for I never have,
nor ever will,
accept any results
as my responsibility.

The Owl sat motionless and gazed
from the limb of a dead tree.
Lonely, hungry and now forlorn,
nothing came easy, since he was born,
or I should say hatched
for he finally had met his match.
She swooped in; she knows this place
and next to him, got in his face.
I am the ruler of this broad hood,
make sure that is now understood.
He nodded, in an acceptable way
and thought not to leave but to stay.
There soon would be Owlets to feed;
he was a hunter filling the need.

There he was.
Hair down to his knees.
Not trying too hard,
for there's no one to please.
This poor soul,
needs grooming to ease,
the burden of grime,
so he can soon breathe.
A wonderful mutt,
when you cut off his hair,
realizing all the beauty,
found under there.
A beautiful dog comes into view.
A beautiful, male Shi Tzu.

At what point
in this crazy life,
does one say,
"Enough?"
Enough with the lies,
enough with the cheats.
"Get off my lawn"
You bunch of "dead beats."

Serpent like, it took to the sky,
spreading it's wings, it began to fly.
Swoops and dips, with a loop or two,
It would fly by and spray the dew.
The air from it's massive wings,
Made my heart happy; funny things,
From legends of the past, long ago,
When it flew, it put on a show.
Alas all the people that we know,
Saw it disappear, as away it flew.
Will it return? That's hard to say,
For if children wish hard
Who is to say.

I look at you and I see,
this resemblance
that looks like me.
Why is that I say to you,
when I'm with the monkeys
at the Woodlawn Park Zoo?

Rain once more,
a Spring so cold,
sunshine missing
this is getting old.

I was quite young,
perhaps still a teen.
I went to a dance;
a high school one I mean.
I was Stag or Solo,
our friends would say,
I had no date
on this late Fall day.
The Boys were all
along the side wall
And Girls, sitting , on a chair.
The music started
or began to play,
when the Boys
started their foray
To the other side of the room
and ask a Girl, who was
sitting quite still.
"Would you care to dance?"
If yes, came from her mouth,
then to the dance floor you went.
If, no was the answer
you walked back in shame
as once again, "Shot down aflame."

A Goat, with big horns,
came into our yard.
It was a Male of
a questionable kind,
that was remarkable
with his reddish, black coat
with a luxurious shine.
Whence is your journey?
I asked of he.
I'm off to the City
where I'll soon live free,
to eat Blackberry vines
as my daily fare
While looking for others
with the same beautiful hair.

I sat on the hillside
with the Valley below,
checking the tree line,
whence the wind did blow.
I was downwind,
wind blowing towards me,
as I watched for movement,
within the shadows of trees.
I felt a quiver,
in the back of my knees;
was this the one
I had been waiting for?
Or just the wind playing tricks
with the limbs and shadows, for kicks.
The wind shifted on me
and was now at my back
as a huge Deer
with a big rack,
thundered away, like dust in the breeze
immediately after, I let out a sneeze.
It's alright I yelled at the Deer,
I'll be looking for you again,
Next year.

Alone on a hillside on a Fall day,
hoping a deer might come my way.
I sat with my back to a large tree,
when the Sun rose, shining on me.
I struggled hard to stay awake
but not on this day, a nap I did take.
I'm not sure of just how
long I slept by that big tree.
When I awoke an animal was looking at me.
Rubbing my eyes, using the back of my hand,
thinking, at last it was the promised land.
No such luck and I'm unsure of how;
I was looking into the eyes of dairy cow.

A silver pathway to the stars,
be sure to turn left at Venus and Mars.
Travel this path, which is very long,
humming "Stairway to Heaven", a song.
A dream is the only place to try
flying through the bluest of sky.
I finally awake on this beautiful morn,
going back to the day I was born.
Remember that place? No, not at all,
but was told it was a table out in the hall.
No doctor present none you could see;
it was a midwife that delivered me.