chickenwire fox got him
caught in barbed wire
came barking top
there yonder hill
where still the
bonefires still burn
in that iron night of
overcast skies waiting
on for drizzle to
cast off like it do
ungreased axels turn
on the world g’round
have you heard?
have you heard?
an eye for an i
a tooth for the truth
goin’ to set that
barbed him wire to burn
peat dusk, with
flame all but shrieking
set embers on the dawn
him, caught in barbed wire came
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kissing kittens
kissing kittens
because who can
resist kissing kittens?
i tell them they
are good boys
though both rogues
through & through
because they rarely
scratch & never
bite & the worst is
they are ghosts that
go boop in the night
besides, who can
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awake lies dreaming
my sad is dreaming awake
clutching fingers grasping
for threads gossamer away
web memories tangled
of us in winter again
i grew cold since then,
you see, cold left standing
of hollow of tree seeking sleep
when all my awake lies
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A tale to be told of murder and betrayal:
There’s this story I have flipping around my mind. Yeah?
Maybe it’s a true story.
Maybe it’s not.
I haven’t written it down yet, so it could be either.
It might even be both.
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Campfire sessions — 25aug26
Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash There is wood but no flames; striking flint under the overhand seems an unnecessary thing these days and I ask if campfires are what calls the spirits or if the spirits call the campfires and it does not really matter when I ponder it longer.
Stones and bones and endless lakes do not require flame for light, for warmth, nor do the woods — only the living and those that remember a living think of flame. And sometimes then, only when it threatens their homes.
So I forego the campfire and sit upon the log someone dragged out to sit on while they watched hungry flames eat the air and dead in front of them. Crow has gone off to do crow things and She will be back soon. Perhaps with another bauble, perhaps with nothing more than words.
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under a cascade of stars
and then the waves
pulled at my legs
slipsand and under
cold against my groin
leaving a wonder of whys
at the end of day
would even the sea
leave me under
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Hei, skogkatter — 24aug26
I realized today — sitting in the vet clinic and wondering who thought getting a new kitten was a great idea (much less two kittens) when I was looking at the charges associated with their vaccinations and impending neuter — that I have not recently updated the site with their progress.
Grendel, 16 1/2 weeks Nor have I taken any decent pictures in the past few weeks. These are from two weeks ago. They are now MUCH larger and starting to develop personalities as well as picking up a few training things.
Grímnir, 16 1/2 weeks My sticker shock came from finding out that what I thought was going to be a single booster shot and bloodwork for their upcoming surgery ended up running several hundred dollars more than expected with additional boosters, rabies vaccinations, additional bloodwork to look for markers for hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (HCM), and being talked into giving them a topical preventative for heartworm (because they may be exposed to mosquitos carrying that disease as harnessed outdoor travelers.
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Small advice
If you are receiving daily or multiple daily comment attempts from money-scam types of spambots, one of the patterns I noticed is that they seem to target older posts with open comments threads.
Since my closing comments after three weeks (most real folks don’t comment much here beyond that freshness period anyway), the multiple attempts to necro my comment threads with silly, obviously bot-generated comments for illusionary money and get rich quick via virtual playing cards has evaporated. Poof!
While Akismet has done a good job filtering those kinds of spam comments out of my comment stream, it was annoying to have to check for false positives and review those comments every day. A full 20% of comments on this site received to-date have been spam comments from the same two or three scambots.
It’s only been a few weeks, so they might adjust their algorithm. Until then, I am enjoying not having to deal with them on a daily basis. You may want to adjust your settings for comments if you have a similar comment lice issue.
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hacksilver
that tugging of outland,
of going geilt, to wood
embraced of many She-s
beyond the bramble gate
rub my eyes, longdark
the better which to see
wrap myself in blackthorn
the better which to feel
and should you
cross my palm with
spirited hacksilver —
i may tell you where
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unfollowed
you cannot follow,
you cannot see and
i have no words
you can hear from
under this tree
i call you blood etched
in this bleak season
though i shake of
ragdoll in fist with
every word she speaks
antlers twinned
and forked, i hold whole
worlds here under
the hood of my cloak
yet still,
you cannot follow,
you cannot see
i have no words
you can hear from
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