#tail
Experienced, Jimi,
all my patience be
in my fingers memory
where we all make believe,
one day, after ever begins,
untying tales tied through
ever from mere best wishes,
muttered as some thing like
wishing, and breathe-ing, thunk
thanks, thanks received, re thunk,
Lincoln's melancholy deception,
counter punched determination,
remember wonder when it was so real
wonder where it went when, she, so real
opened my cell door to say good bye,
asreal as any angelic logic circuitry,
trial by jello time, daily trudge, down
to the bottom of the backside
of sysiphian quotidian key
uses fructifying from fresh sown pollen,
swelling buds be Pretti Good to think
winds outside somewhere cold, think nope,
as we inside co-here, musing, thinking, hope,
as we trope cognative gesture letting us be a we
presiding windform swirl in mind, cloudy litly see,
gray granite breakers resisted in the east, as a we
still affected by an artist's tryumph, as if, as a we
we all actually needed Michael J. Fox, to give us
a wonder filled with ifs and whats wished for us.
Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 11:37 AM UTC
for
*she, an unending gift of inspiration,
a thank you for learning me a new word
Hungry for the sharing*
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Cloud-busting: Mare's tails -
"Horse tail clouds," also known as "mare's tails," are a type of cirrus cloud characterized by their thin, wispy, and streaky appearance, resembling the tail of a horse. These clouds are composed of ice crystals and form at high altitudes, typically between 5 and 10 miles above the ground. They are often associated with approaching weather changes,
particularly warm fronts, and may signal
the possibility of rain or increased winds."
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With newly acquired knowledge,
Comes new responsibilities
No longer is a fleece flecked blue aureola sky
Just a harbinger of good tidings,
Its inner working require further investigation,
And a new concern must now, by instigation
to be attended, by instantation
So it is.
With every column, differing opinion, advice, new knowing,
comes
Those **** burrs, that irritate but don't break the skin,
Concerning, demanding discerning, and unthinkable.
Now
Attention must be paid.
Ah,
Paid.
Perhaps trivial, perhaps not, but
The less the ignorance, the more the bliss?
We turn to each other,
And only to each other,
Whisper great fears of what yet to be,
Things so commonplace now,
As to be unthinkable!
Will our descendants ever know
A dry faucet?
Days when electricity is only available but for a few hours,
Toilets that are illegal to flush?
When when,
those
systems that with witch we pay so little heed,
we do not concern us now,
Routine, unseen, and someone else's responsibility,
Be luxuries in the future?
Can I with conscience clear see a most excellent daylight,
And not seek out, worry about, the wispy warnings of
Horse tail clouds?
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 8:40 AM UTC
You’re not an old doggy yet
But I know eventually you’ll start to gray
I remember when we first brought you home
all you wanted to do was sleep and play
You were just 9 weeks old, so tiny but growing every day
Now your paws have gotten bigger,
and your zoomies fill the hall.
You are still chasing toys and wagging tails,
though you don’t seem quite as small.
You greet me every morning,
With those bright and loving eyes,
A loyal friend through all the years,
A bond that never dies.
One day your steps may slow a bit,
And silver may touch your face,
But no matter how the seasons change,
You’ll always have your place.
Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 1:23 PM UTC
On the road outside
Of the fence
The Border Collie hears
The call of the
Doggies
On the inside
Enclosed behind
The wooden fence
The Alaskan malamute
The Drever, the Poodle
Bustle the edge of the barrier
Bark, bark, bark
A cacophony
Let us out
Let us come with you
Pledging to obey,
The Collie
On hind legs
Of a towering stature
Lifts a paw
Finds the latch
The gate creaks open
Uncorking in celebration
They run in gleeful circles
Hounds to escape artists
Unbound and free from tyranny
Of a heartless master
Marking their new territory
Of tree trunks
Sidewalks and fields
Have you ever seen
Such jubilation
Mirth and gaiety
Wagging their tails
Like helicopter blades
With gail force glee
They take off
Like upside down rain
Up, up, up
Every which way
Friends forever
Boundless canines
In search of the next
immured pooch who waits
For the musketeers
Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 9:55 AM UTC
The goat, it ran
With all its might
To escape bearing the blame.
The goat, it ran
Far out of sight
Until it bore great pain.
The goat had thought
It escaped flood
With the cover of night’s veil,
But then, the goat had realized
Blood
Was dripping from his tail.
Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 8:39 PM UTC
If you cut a
Gecko's tail off
It'll grow back
If you do
It again
The gecko
Would be like
"Dude.."
Dec 5, 2023
Dec 5, 2023 at 12:14 AM UTC
Fairies knit tales, but they don’t have tails, I don’t think.
Dog’s do.
Long,
with an abrupt end – that’s usually moving,
while never escaping its tether.
Is that the idea? – that no matter how far the tail goes,
it will never get out of hand.
Unless it’s docked of course – that is the saddest tail,
a stump of a tail that still tries its best,
but is destined for a short and disappointing end.
If I were a dog without a tail, I think I’d think it was the end of the world.
If I were a fairy without a tale – I would be sadder still.
The End.
Oct 23, 2022
Oct 23, 2022 at 4:15 PM UTC
I once met a pup
Who liked to chase his tail
Never once did he give up
Determined not to fail
Badly did he want his wagger
Between his little jaw
After he would stagger
And then fall to the floor
Not knowing what he desires
He strives for what he sees
Even when he tires
Knows what he believes
The days comes that I see
His tail and his tongue
Caught between his teeth
All tangled up as one
After 20 million circles
Tail chasing phene
Jumping many hurdles
Not caring where he's been
Finally achieving his dream
He caught what he was chasing
Success as it would seem
The moment he's now facing
The moment he worked hard for
The challenge he accepted
A journey paw after paw
He let it all go in a second!
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
So early that day, before the rising morn
The prince kneels at the water, sad and forlorn
And his brothers rise with a solution
That to save him there must be an execution
So they hand him a knife, sheen and bare
Traded for their golden hair
And tell him this **** he must complete
And let the maiden’s blood drip at his feet
Only this way could he enter the sea
But the prince knows he cannot agree
For it is not the maiden’s faught
That it is the wrong man she sought
And so the angels of the sky
Hearing his sad, lovesick reply
Seek to show the maiden the wrong obverse
And fly down from heaven to break his mute curse
And so finally he could speak again
And he sprints to the wedding glen
His voice calling to the maiden’s ears
And hearing it, she cries joyful tears
And as their words of love are spoken
The last part of the spell is broken
So that they will forever live on land
The prince and the maiden, hand in hand
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 6:53 AM UTC
Neowise comet 07/2020 dearest
take me along with you to another world another galaxy.
Take my children and their kids on your brilliant geneologic vast RAIL.
I have sought thee with all my heart till my orbit yanks you in view
Oh Neowise what a ride that would be
Comet so intriguing beloved!
How I love your great long brilliant cool expanding vaporizing tail.
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Please ride me along on your diamond dust trail n tail, let my Aries fire adjoin to your fire ball head's glare!
O what a ride indeed dear
O rescue me and loved ones along
drop us all off into your peaceful galaxy world O graceful heir!
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I can't wait 6,800 years for your return Neowise mystery ancient traveler.
Oh sweep me of my feet accept my tender warm wise song
for truth and grace define me alone
ever so strong
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" I dreamt that I was a Photon of light streaming through space."
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By: Karijinbba
07/23/20.
Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
nonchalantly, and with a nimble stride, the lizard crossed my path
at great speed, it's tailless torso, made it to the cover of desert cactus
the momentum of this little creature was stunning
the desert floor is packed with amazement of all kinds
Brian Hill - 2020 # 167
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
every one becomes having long tail
trying not to get *****
wanting to throw away
or hide it at any way
trying to be silent
covering your nose
and do also with mouth
as the world does not bear
your breath
if you still go on that road
which was not faith and had bad fault
expecting the worst comes
and the world will wish you to be absent
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 6:24 AM UTC
Do not fear tomorrow
for tomorrow will never come
do not fear the past
for the past is already done
do not cry for approval
for approval gives no bread
do not weep for the dying
instead laugh with the dead
follow the path of gravestones
decorated with gold
follow the dark and the light
to see which one takes hold
listen to the bird call
follow the raven's trail
listen to the wolf howl
watch him shake his tail
run as fast as we can
back to where it began
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 9:33 AM UTC
He was a rat, she was a rat
down in one hole we did dwell
both were as pale as a witch's cat
they loved each other well.
He had a tail, she had a tail
both long and fine
each said 'yours is the finest tall
in the world, except for mine.'
He smelt the cheese, she smelt the cheese,
they both said it was good.
both remarked it would greatly add
to the taste of our daily food.
He went out, she went out,
I saw them go with pain
what happened to them i never can tell
for they never came back again.
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 7:04 AM UTC
Wet pavement shining
tail-lights like rockets flaring
cars fly down the road.
Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 9:10 PM UTC
I’m not sure what brought me to look up
but i saw a lady red tail, perched atop the elm by the bus stop,
With her head tucked under her wing, probably as cold as I was.
I’ve only ever seen them with entrails in their mouth,
at conservations and public gardens, among masses of tourists,
and maybe their shadows in the top floor of the castle
where i attended boring freshman classes.
Once in the car driving up to the capital with my cousin-
they’re said to be common though.
Lady was different- she was small and seemed docile
not unlike the fluffy little birds that made homes
in the bricks at the station,
making themselves bigger for warmth.
I stopped in my tracks and stared, then looked around for someone to share her with-
but everyone looked awfully busy.
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
Another lap around this body,
Downing the tail like a snake.
I can not seem to find the end,
Is this karma or is this fate?
Creeped up on me,
Like lichen up a tree.
Spread like frost,
Over a bedroom window.
The pain came fast,
And the death is coming slow.
I enter out and exit in,
Downing the tail like a snake.
I am going back in again,
Is this karma or is this fate?
I stared too far into the abyss,
Dived too deep into it’s depths.
It burnt a crater in my mind,
Making a home in the space inside.
I turn my inner eye to see the trail you left behind,
Searching for the beginning and the end.
I can’t tell the distance you will take from me,
But I know it is a poison that is killing me.
I’ve wasted too much time,
Hating you,
When I should have been,
Embracing you.
I pull the tail a little out my throat,
Every time I step towards forgiving you.
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 5:26 PM UTC
Marry me
Marry me
My shining beauty
Dance with me
Dance with me
On this spinning merry go round
I am a fairie
And you are a wizard
Together we make magic
In a world thats a blizzard
Shine with me
Shine with me
On top the moonlit sea
Run away
Run away
Together into the forest
I'll twinkle my wings
As you wave your wand
I'll never lose your reflection
In this glistening pond
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 12:36 AM UTC
When a dog chases it’s tail,
Does it get bored after it catches it?
Or does it hang on tight,
Running circles through the night?
If I chase you again,
Will you continue to run?
Run away forever,
Some sick idea of fun?
And if I become as fast as light,
Will I be the dog that hangs on tight?
Or will I too get bored,
And leave your life fragmented and ignored?
Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
Incorrigible!
Screamed the stray
Twist in the tail
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 7:02 AM UTC
Jim was a man from the country
he rode horses around a big fun tree
the horses would buck, which was really bad luck
cause poor Jim cracked his coccyx abruptly!
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC
When they see their off spring being lifted out of their place
Hung by their tail, they squeal and cry for their parents recuse, their heart's race.
Devastation stings their round soft ears as they run for their baby's call
But as they see the hand raise their child over their height of limitation, their hopes and dreams fall...
It was too late... SMACK went the poor, frail body and skull of the little one...
The hand quickly slammed it against the table... Now knocked out...no way to escape or run
SNAP The two fingers forced its neck bone to submit to their strength
The parents time of grief and mourning had no length
Frozen shock is the only expression that defines their baby mouses face
In a Blank stare of horror as the blood dripped from their once beloved babies lips... leaving a ****** taste
They scurry away in disbelief to gather the rest of their kin
that still remain alive...
Because they'll never know who will be up next... to be forced to give up their life... and die
Because... Something always has to be sacrificed... in order to keep something else alive...
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC