My Matryoshka Doll (poem)

Eva PoeteX has given us a wonderful poem to ponder.

Ēva PōeteX

You keep your songs
in a quintuple cage
like a Russian nesting doll.

I have the diamond key,
but you filled the keyholes
with teary-cement long ago.

You’re the ballerina
in the doubled-locked
music box collecting
dust and rust.

I’m the hand pre-frostbite
trying to pry you open
to hear those warming sonatas
to prove to not me, but yourself:

Your heart hasn’t been replaced
by bricks and stucco—no.
Those are merely
the sound-proof walls
encasing it.

All you need is the earthquake
to make a cracked ash out of rock solid.
You’re the architect of the prison,
You’re the creator of a jailbreak.

I cannot force you to sing in front of me.
Collaborate with the force within you,
Give it permission and rest assured,
it’ll come out to play.

© 2015 – Eva PoeteX

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Cow Proves Animals Love, Think, And Act

This heartbreaking story reminds us that animals have feelings, too.Please read her post and think about our inhumane treatment of animals.

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Photo Credit: Joan Bryden Photography Photo Credit: Joan Bryden Photography

I just found a story here, on the website, which is a wake up call for all animal lovers who still use dairy.  Just like Deidra, the mother in this story demonstrated not only the love she had for her calf, but the complicated thought process she used in her attempt to save him:

By Holly Cheever DVM:

I would like to tell you a story that is as true as it is heartbreaking. When I first graduated from Cornell’s School of Veterinary Medicine, I went into a busy dairy practice in Cortland County. I became a very popular practitioner due to my gentle handling of the dairy cows. One of my clients called me one day with a puzzling mystery: his Brown Swiss cow, having delivered her fifth calf naturally on pasture the night before, brought the new baby to the…

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In today’s Los Angeles Times, an article by Kurtis Lee reports that “Donald Trump brushed aside concerns Sunday about a recruitment video released by an Al Qaeda affiliate in Africa that showed the GOP presidential front-runner’s call to close U.S. borders to Muslims.The video argues that the United States is an enemy of Islam and that Muslims should join the Shabab’s fight. On Sunday, Trump said he was not bothered that the video used his image. ‘They use other people, too,’ Trump said on CBS’ Face The Nation. ‘What am I going to do? I have to say what I have to say, and you know what I have to say? There’s a problem. We have to find out was is a problem. And we have to solve that problem.'”

Really, Donny, you don’t have to look far beyond your mirror to find the problem. Yes, you are a bully, and revel in that role, but you are, also, to me that little Donny who is still screaming, “Look at me! Look at me! Mommy! Daddy! Look at me!” The main problem is that you are exposing my country, the United States of America, to danger by your childish, boorish, prattling demands.Hey, Mommy. Hey,Daddy. Time for a little discipline here and a few lessons on how to honor fellow human beings and our country.

Gold’s Fool

His last stanza is pure gold for the holiday season.

Poesy plus Polemics

"Fool's Gold" Painting by Julianne Richards From “Fool’s Gold”
Painting by Julianne Richards

pan the rivers
that run to false seas
glean the glitter bits
wasted and washed
from a forgeried
ethics unable to
weather the wind

market value of
counterfeit virtue
on par with nil worth
of your cached
tiny treasures
the fungible specie
of errant morality

wealth is no fiscally
tangible thing it’s the
heave of the heart
in its gift and receipt
of real love in its joy
of contentment from
comfortable conscience

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Thursday Re-View – You Are Not a Number

A touch tribute to a lovely lady.

Soul Gatherings

Holocaust Tattoo II

While looking for a full-time job after switching careers, I worked per diem in the Pastoral Care Department of a hospital that was designated a Level I Trauma Center. My duties were varied – praying with a patient right before their surgery, comforting a family waiting in the ER for their family member, rushing to any room that was involved in a Code, contacting family members for any patient who was brought in by MedEvac, or even sitting with anyone alone in the ER, looking scared and in pain. That last description was just about everyone.

One night, during a double weekend shift, I approached a group of medical personnel outside of an end room in the ER and asked if I could be of any help. As the attending physician finished signing some paperwork in the chart, one of the nurses asked me if I could notify the woman’s…

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This Thanksgiving, I want to express my gratitude for my country, the United States of America, a land of immigrants. We are descendants of those who came to these shores from somewhere else in the world. I am thankful for the Statue of Liberty, a gift from France,that proudly stands in our New York harbor, greeting migrants with the welcoming words:

“Give me your tired, your poor. Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, these. the homeless, the tempest-tossed, to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”

Lest we forget, my prayer is that we shall always be blessed by blessing others.

Happy Thanksgiving, fellow pilgrims!


This so magical, it demands to be shared.

Laura Macky Photography

There is nothing quite like standing on the edge of a continent looking out at the incredible sunset!  I loved the texture of the water and the sun setting out on the horizon.  The rocks two-thirds of the way out helps the depth of this image I think.  They carry your eye out to the sun and off into the sunset as they say!

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