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Meerkat Elucidation
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Meerkat Elucidation |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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 Meerkat Elucidation bush babies, reminding me of elongated prairie dogs, markings are a bit different but actions are about the same… so I imagine then, as I perused a bit of Discovery last eve that I would empathize should the prairie dogs I know do what the Meerkats did Bolder was her name for she acted, as the matriarch she was, to be the primary lookout, not mother of all, but mothered all they were her children, she was their guard no adversary would come to harm them when she took post her actions encompassed her name to the hilt! but, of course, the story tilts that even to the evening when she fought off a jackal who thought her tribe an easy prey no way no way her members found her the next morning still guarding boldly being Bolder, but bleeding torn, tattered, worn they touched, tendered, rendered care, she was dying, they licked, petted, started crying? they were starving, and in need of food, needed travel to find same, come, Bolder, come knowing her tribe’s need, aware, but growing weak, she lumbered along valiantly, vainly still the leader but her tribe would not could not leave her alone come, Bolder, come and all members slowed, showed respect, come, Bolder, come ‘round her they gathered, in silence, hearts were heard Meerkat hearts touching, tendering, rendering, love Bolder drew away, knowing it was time knowing showing her last bit of strength so that the strong would go on but they would not let her be would not let her die alone come, Bolder, come and the spirits of the Meerkats who had gone before who had fought a good fight for their tribe, now called, and in silence, deep, African silence of what must be, to be, she succumbed, as they touched, and tendered, and rendered love. She was not alone. Come, Bolder, come |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
I see that we watch the same channel!! I did miss this one, though, so I enjoyed reading it here in verse. I've often thought how wise humans would be to watch and learn from the more innocent creatures of this earth. Wonderful write........  Live...Love...Be grateful for both!! |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
Wow, Sunshine! This is a wonderfully touching poem. I believe I saw this program a few months back and it touched me then.....but your poem....it got to me even deeper. Great job. (I'm a bit at a loss for words here.) Mike |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well-rounded poet ... Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
I love Meercats - love the way they stand on their hind legs - looking around - looking for all the world like they would make wonderful pets - I wish I'd seen the show - You really brought them to life for me - so tenderly and beautifully |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Well I think we could all learn from this, well done Sunshine! ~*~ I write, therefore I am ~*~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sunnyone, thanks for reading! This particular show had me in tears, the tenderness of the touching, lifting, pillowing of bodies to ease her comfort was so apparent.... Mike, that is the best compliment, thank you! Interloper, you are not supposed to know that I need to lose weight.... Yes Mr. Yeats, they are amazing little critters, aren't they! Mysteria, I think so too! Thank you! |
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