I am a politically active "No Kill" Animal Advocate currently residing in Eugene, Oregon...with special interest in the areas of 'shelter-reform', 'spay/neuter', 'off-site adoption events' and 'hands-on shelter work'....(taking a small break for 'personal'
+ more bio informationThe Sentinel Atop his throne of plastic crates Azure eyes, of almond, glow and Warily they trace my movements I dish-out wet food, slowly. Slow... I make a move to pet his head And out the window, once again I can’t expect an instant friendship It took two years to become James’ friend. Darkness brings him ...
Three Weeks Worth of Food Moe jumped in the car And his Dad closed the door A day at the lake Was all he lived for. He was armed with a ball But things didn't feel good In the back was his bed And three weeks worth of food. Moe thought of the ducks And a long, cooling swim His mouth full of ball Made a big yellow grin Maybe ...
Ellie The Shepherd I used to kiss each nose as I'd walk by their cage It just seemed like fate, that our brown-eyes engage Silently waiting for her turn to play A perky-eared Shepherd, was brought in that day This once I would start at the end of the line And leash up this girl for a little play time Happy to have me, she le...
Snow-berry pond Virgin skates touch frozen pond Where dreams extend quite far beyond The patchy gray and frozen fronds Of shore-lines, ferny grace. Homespun woolens, snagged and torn Bottom wet, and knees quite worn Her eight-year life began that day... Spinning, in the womb of this place. Surrounded by great hawthorn trees ...
"Dancing Through Your Amber Waves of Grain" America, Once more before I close These old and weary eyes I'll gaze into the fog of your torch-lit skies And dream of dancing... Through your amber waves of grain. America, Once more, while these old worn-out ears can hear I'll listen for the ghost of that bell... once so clear Fo...
Bennie Got His Bone What's it like to be alone Behind "The Chain"...your fate is known. What's it like to fade away While the other dogs, get to dance and play. What's it like, 'Bennie', to be all alone Just another Pit bull, in a 'No Pit bull" zone. Without a family, a bed or a bone Bennie has never had a thing of his ...
The Light The fabric of her spirit Tears like ancient lace The cracked, meandering riverbeds Fill with tears on her pale, weathered face. Her eyes once so full of glitter Have dimmed, like a ballroom floor Where lovers embrace in the shadows And others make haste for the door. All of the world's magic potions Have done littl...
I used to be, a lot like you A little of everything. I've been right with wrong, and wrong with right And everything in between.. I used to be, a lot like you The nuts and bolts of a life. Dismantled now, and thrown into jars Labeled: "Cancer", "Ex-Dancer", "Ex-Wife". Too old to join a Rock and Roll band To young to give up ...
"One Day too Late" Needing escape from the mournful howls, The smell of death, the human growls... I grabbed my things and decided to leave, when a soft little paw, snagged my sleeve. He'd done this before a few days ago, This speckled gray head, all covered with snow, But today he was thinner, Like fog before noon, He hadn'...
If I were to show you How little I know This page would be so white Your glasses would glow. If I were to tell you How little I knew I'd be talking so long My face would turn blue. I remember a day When I knew it all. If you told me short I'd tell you tall. I had the answer To all of life's woes I was a 'Grasshopper' To "All...
Robin Loving
Member since: December 2007
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