dVerse — Quadrille 144 — Snow Birds

Matters not hue nor contour, when winter’s crystal flies and frosts the trees birds’ feathers shiver large to puff into warm coat fluff. Arranged in tacit, ordered array, clawed stoics cling to chill branches until called to trapeze feeders atwist in arctic breeze. Merril is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Merril says: Use shiver–or…

Ninth Circuit Briefs in Challenge to Arizona School District Ban on Beaded Graduation Cap — Turtle Talk

Excerpt from the legal challenge: The District’s refusal to allow Larissa to wear her NativeAmerican religious regalia at the graduation, while permitting otherstudents to wear comparable expressive secular messages, was aviolation of Larissa’s rights to free exercise of religion and free speechunder the U.S. Constitution and under Arizona law. First word that comes to mind:…

TSM 195 — Sorrow’s folded wings

Wings, adapted to rise in tempest’s tantrums or tears, have folded, dull with thin wisps of extinguished love. Red candle aflame shone with heat; yet physic’s lessening, fate’s decree. Darkened room fades into shadow, left only with sorrow’s chill gleam. Photograph by Anita Sedberry at Harold Ross Fine Art Photography. Carrie is today’s host of…

dVerse — She Lobo

image link I see the hum as a wolf, always present, always supportive, always ready to run. She comes to me, she of rough shaggy coat. Solid shoulders, paws anchored to the ground. She sits and watches me with eyes like bonfires. Her head tilts with my expressions and when she hears my voice as…

RFP3 — Now What?

Session 3: Keelie snuggled into Dr. Rou’s couch and began eating a large box of chocolates, one by one, as usual. Dr. Rou hoped that he would be able to help cure his 40 year-old patient’s life-long eating disorder in the six sessions that Keelie’s insurance had approved to pay for. Dr. Rou said, “Keelie,…