fauna · nature

Bichir

I went to the pet store yesterday to get more fish food and some new plants for the aquarium.  Just like many other retailers in the area the store is woefully short of workers.  The fish area of the store even removed its 'ring bell for assistance' bell.  I gave the two tanks of plants… Continue reading Bichir

Daoism · ecology · fauna · flora · poetry · Taoism · The Daily Post -- Prompts

A Prayer

image link Across the skies Across the land A pall Grey above and below With patches of white above and below Not enough to allow Spirits more than a millimeter Away from zero. --- Souls across the planet Of warm-blooded, plants, Stones, and water, and the Rest of the 10,000 things, In earnest, heart-beaming to… Continue reading A Prayer

fauna · movie review · poetry · The Daily Post -- Prompts

Zoo – m, Zoo – t, and Fierce Creatures

image link Zoo is not quite quick enough, Less than a suit, Brings wild things into sight You don’t have to shoot ~ ~ ~ They’re captivating, Sometimes grating. Hide in plain sight They chase each other Baby, mother Sometimes they fight ~ ~ ~ They’re teamish, Squeamish, Specially the snakes They’re frightful, Delightful, Surrounded… Continue reading Zoo – m, Zoo – t, and Fierce Creatures

Daoism · fauna · monsters · surrealism · Taoism · Zhuang Zi

Manson and The Lair of Song Mountain

image link Just last evening, after drinking A special blend of tea, Lifelike dreams visited. Twisting Chinese folklore To suit its needs, Came the following: ~ ~ ~ After half a century, a great scaly Kun, Who had been writhing in dark waters, sprouted wings, and transformed into Three-Headed Peng. Despised Trinity, It manifested abhorrent… Continue reading Manson and The Lair of Song Mountain

#OctPoWriMo2017 · fauna · OctPoWriMo · poetry

Day 19 — Oct WriPoMo — A Mother’s Dream

image link With black furry paws and retractable claws a vixen fashioned a place of twigs and fur beneath two rocks, a warm and protected space.   A vixen’s curled in her cozy den when the bays of the hounds come close again.   She snuggles her kits close and shivers, not with cold. She… Continue reading Day 19 — Oct WriPoMo — A Mother’s Dream