There’s only a portal of black obsidian between the zombies and lava in The Dimension of The Nether and The Overworld where Steve is standing and I am counting his sheep, cows and pigs. But we really shouldn’t be hanging around when night is about to fall and mob attacks are imminent: Blazes and Creepers, Spiders from The Cave, all ready to descend on The Farm. autism spectrum my nephew names all the monsters It’s time to lock up the animals, he says, time to close doors and windows, so I turn Steve around and notice he’s clutching a tiny baguette, something that fills me with unaccountable joy: that in this world of sharp edges and danger a boy has placed Bread in a man’s hands and they are carrying it home. Presence 63, March 2019
Wow, this is loaded. No suprises I hope!
ReplyDeleteIt has been a real pleasure to visit and read your small stones, I am glad I discovered you in the river!
ReplyDeleteI am continuing to share my captured moments and you are on my blogroll now so I look forward to continuing to visit and share your moments with you.
Susannah x
nice one; provocative
ReplyDeletemuch love...
This speaks volumes.
ReplyDeleteA very provocative poem that says so much...
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed splashing in the river this month. Your stones are about your time with your guests have been lovely. I particularly like this last one. Families no where the fault lines are. Hopefully nobody was too shaken up. I also enjoyed your video about 30 day challenges - just wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone for all the comments on my last stone of the month. It was lovely meeting you all and I know we'll keep in touch.
ReplyDeleteThe 31 days of the July River is over but I'm still keeping up with my 30 days of a daily swim.
It seems that doing something for a month has the capacity to break and make habits.