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Tag Archives: compassion
missing the box – March 26
3.22.2018 Old cat Rosie is missing the box piddles on the floor poops on the carpet. Catzeimer’s, the vet says, her skinnier everyday body letting go. Honor thy father and mother we’ve been told, so that our days … Continue reading
old friends – January 18
1.18.2017 old friends shuffle around the track one mincing steps close to the rail lest a stumble the other at his side chatting and protecting from those who swoop by in their jogs. no explanations needed. just a … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, care, compassion, fidelity, friendship, protection, relationship
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no extensions necessary – September 22
9.22.2016 a baby’s cry down the hall young child face with cap looking up from the bag lunch table next to mom. grace, hope, forgiveness, failure, care it’s all right here. no extensions necessary. —————————
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Tagged care, compassion, cry, grace, helplessness, hope, poverty, sharing
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seduction – February 20
2.20 (15).2016 enemies, others, enslaved beneath our feet subject to the basest whims seductive in the fantasy, so horrific in cold light green devils that seduce so ugly in the effect. ——————-
an anger observed – February 17
2.17.2016 (9) my dad washed dishes bent over the sink banging away with tongue at side of his lip striking angrily. he was doing it for mom whose raw cracked hands bled as she tore at them and cried. … Continue reading
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Tagged anger, compassion, family, fathers and sons, frustration, hurt, isolation, rage
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red kettle blessing – December 12
12.12.2015 red kettle ringing waving the bell smiling. humanity steps by, so many saying thank you for doing this or scrambling in wallets and purses for coins and bills. old man in aging cadillac shuffles up on his … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessings, care, charity, Christmas, compassion, generosity, Gift, giving, goodness, grace, opportunity, Salvation Army
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broken people – August 4
8.4.2015 broken people are part of our lives and we wonder how Jesus can love us and still let us go through such darkness. but that was his way and who are we to judge … Continue reading
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Tagged brokenness, care, compassion, God, hurt, Jesus, love, openness, redemption, resilience
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she asks for four – July 1
7.1.2015 she asks for four bag lunches each morning supposedly for children unseen her approach is slow, steady head down covered up in her coat and hat expression blank responses mono-syllabic as if life has … Continue reading
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Tagged care, compassion, grace, homeless, hunger, lonlieness, need, nourishment, pain, Prayer, souls, struggle
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detroit – April 25
4.25.2015 some cops burned black businesses in the riots just to show those people not to get uppity. how down low can you go how sad that we forget. —————-
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Tagged civil-rights, compassion, corruption, Detroit riots, fear, justice, prejudice, remembrance
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angel of compassion – April 1
4.1.2015 the night when the chills come, I wrap deep into my blanket wool cap on my head, toesies in socks, sniffles and sneezes tearing at muscles and the angel of mercy and generosity brings to me a cup … Continue reading