Solstice Lady Luna leads the way glowing reflection to look to balancing of darkness and light if just for a day. The cyclicity of things says things cannot stay still; peace must remain but ideal in a beautiful, terrible sea of chaos.
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POPO 2025 — Day 15 — Petroleum Way (re: Oil & Water Don’t Mix)
Petroleum Way (re: Oil & Water Don’t Mix) My elected rep just sent a proud email stating he’s introduced legislation that, if passed, would make it impossible to shut down Canada’s Enbridge Line 5, the decrepit oil pipeline that runs under the Straits of Mackinac. Building a tunnel around it won’t matter. It threatens fresh…
POPO 2025 — Day 14 — Happy Birthday, Loser
Happy Birthday, Loser One squeaky tank two sourpuss wretches and 10,000 empty risers vs. millions chanting freedom in the streets. No contest.
POPO 2025 — Day 12 — Claws
Claws It is not through the face but the ears with which a cat shows her mood. Pointed forward with purr. Pointed back with tail swish. Eyes can go either way. The beast in her is in her claws.
POPO 2025 — Day 11 — Knowing
Knowing Knowing such things happento us, are happening to others,knowing such things are possible,how can we, they, go on withoutdismantling? Many do.If they, we, survive, how?These are questions screamingin our faces right now.
POPO 2025 — Day 10 — satisfaction
satisfaction There’s nothing more satisfying than watching plants grown from seeds rising above the edge of the raised beds, reaching towards the sky, an inspiration to every eye.
POPO 2025 — Day 9 — She
She (for Mlady) She pads on silent paws that end feather-light leg bones attached with sleek tendons and muscles, housed in long, cottony-soft fur. She moves effortlessly this mute huntress, from screened door to screened door watching chipmunks scurry, bright-striped, brown-patched, along their chipmunk paths.
