Animals

Seriously!

Am I not allowed; I silently shout; to have one friend left?!?!

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I must have been seven, but it could just as well be eleven.

Age is irrelevant.

All I re-member is that trip to the island in September.

I’m with my birth-family.

Cycling around one of Hollands’ beautiful islands.

“Sssssssssssssssss, there is a little rabbit.”

It just sits there.

I step of my bike and I stare.

It looks so cute and fuzzy and sweet;

not something you’d want to eat.

Moments later; it was nothing more than just meat.

My granddad grabbed a stick; to give the bunny that final lethal hit.

The bunny was in much pain and sick.

So my granddad stopped its suffering with a stick.

All I re-member, from that biking-trip in September;

is the pain I felt in my stomach.

I know my granddad did the ‘right’ thing;

but the image of that poor little cute fuzzy rabbit in my mind long after would cling.

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Today I was an eager puppy.

Ready to play.

But the word was:”Ney!”

Yes, with an exclamation mark.

The other dog? It barked!

It showed its teeth.

I agreed;

to myself;

I shall no longer live according to a fear-spell.

But this puppy refused to let go; of what she already knew;

wasn’t ‘n line with the ‘new’. (word count: 222)

The dog rolled with its eyes; which made the puppy smize.

Then the dog shot the puppy from the hip.

The puppy should not be a victim for she knew she asked for this ‘trip’.

The puppy is squirming like a wounded snake;

ready to be baked.

That’s what you get; if you decide to go and sit with fear.

Fear wants light to disappear.

It will never say it out loud; but the puppy noticed this black Universal cloud.

After a few minutes the puppy decided: “Let me get out!”

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I walk away from my last familiar face.

With me is a trace;

of fear. (wordcount 333)

Do I really have to let this friendship disappear?

There is no one else I know in this town here.

I am mad.

Then I get immensly sad.

I liked the dog.

Why did it shoot from the hip; ’bout a story that long time ago made me tears drip?

All this puppy wants to do is play;

but its been made clear that fear is a ney.

The puppy is no longer allowed; to interact with anything or anyone in which fear comes about.

I have done the work they say.

It really is my time to play!

Though with loving creatures who won’t say ney.

Your soul-family is waiting for you.

They have been leaving you one after the other clue.

The dog also had a few for you.

Just like you turned your back on the lost dog in the woods today;

because you knew it would eventually find its way;

that’s how your soul-family is makin’ you come their way.

No need for them to say;

anything.

As your intuition is your tuition.

You know there is no need to be mad or sad.

Stick to yourself; you really don’t need anyone else.

Once you know, you are fine as a one woman show;

you are ready to enter;

a whole new ‘family-adventure’!

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I’m gonna leave it at this.

This miss;

is really tired right now.

Somehow; the licorice that I did eat today;

is not enough to stop my tears from rolling down my face;

signing of from a peaceful place;

with left a trace;

of loving grace.