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Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #1317094
Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.

Enga mellom Fjella




Sentinel

         Marked
                   as if you own me
I bow before the Bitterroots
and just like you
                   my rocky soil, my withered grass
                   lays prey to the empty sky.

© Kåre Enga 2007 "SentinelOpen in new Window.

Sentinel on fire at night

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FACES




PLACES





Yellow cheer from sarah




 Kåre *Delight* Enga

~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop
The Fish
May 19, 2024 at 10:49pm
May 19, 2024 at 10:49pm
#1071395
In God's Waiting Room we're attentive to each other; so, Willie invited us to join her for lunch.

As a nurse she was used to serving others. The Swedish meatballs were soft, small, and brown with a creamy (but deadly) mushroom sauce.

Sedated, Laxmi (our token vegan) nodded off first, then Kathi. I drank coffee to stay awake whilst Phil (a slow eater) seemed drowsy. Willie plopped meatballs.

When Willie served cherry pie, Slow-Phil immediately dropped dead. Cyanide acts fast.

Wille just laughed and then started to choke on a meatball.

Too bad no one's left to help, I croaked.

100 words

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