photo taken August 2009 • title thanks to Karen
one year ago: Easy Summer Afternoon
two years ago: Still Life With Bone
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.
I’ve mentioned it before and must say it again today ~ quote Yeats, and you’ve got me; he speaks to my every cell. And the full “chorus” from the poem quoted by Karen… well, I’ve copied it above; they were perfect words for my yesterday.
Also perfect for my yesterday: getting to read all the entries and poems (go read them in the comment section!) left by all of you.
They were Lovely, Dark and Deep; proving that we all See A World In A Grain Of Sand when we decide to; that freedom is knowing that Time goes one way – I go another; and that sometimes, even a handsome coyote is subject to Pillow Pelt In The Morning.
• • • This photograph is a bit more somber than the usual caption photos ~ we know the punners are at the top of their game, this week is for the poets.
Please leave your title, caption, or Charlie-commentary in the comment section of this post and you will instantly be in the running for a signed copy of my book, now in paperback! Woo me with your words.
December 7th, 2009 at 5:54 am
I have become a Master at eluding the Papparazzi!
December 7th, 2009 at 5:56 am
Will “Sun Drunk” be available to buy? That pic reminds me of one of my pets that passed away 2 years ago and the expression made me smile so much remembering it on him. Nothing like waking from a “sun sleep” hangover in total happy/sleepy mode…
December 7th, 2009 at 6:20 am
These paws are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
December 7th, 2009 at 7:17 am
“For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: ‘It might have been!’” ~John Greeleaf Whittier
December 7th, 2009 at 7:34 am
To See A World In A Grain Of Sand – William Blake’s Auguries of Innocence
December 7th, 2009 at 7:35 am
Hindsight..of the future or the past.
December 7th, 2009 at 7:43 am
A look back at what could have been ..
I thought I saw something ..
Situational Awareness
Moving forward with caution.
Dang, was a good coyote day! Now, SLEEP.
December 7th, 2009 at 8:02 am
Tall Cool One
December 7th, 2009 at 8:06 am
Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship
Buddha
The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.
Leo Tolstoy
Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.
Anatole France
Those who wish to pet and baby wild animals, “love” them. But those who respect their natures and wish to let them live normal lives, love them more. Edwin Way Teale
What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.
Henry David Thoreau
December 7th, 2009 at 8:06 am
“Wishing It Wouldn’t Stop”
from: And by and by Christopher Robin came to an end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn’t stop.
[Winnie the Pooh]
and
“The Value of Doing Nothing”
from: Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.
[Winnie the Pooh]
What can I say? It’s a Pooh sort of day :)
December 7th, 2009 at 8:06 am
“What do you want.”
December 7th, 2009 at 8:09 am
Here’s looking at you, Shreve
December 7th, 2009 at 8:23 am
time goes one way -I go another
December 7th, 2009 at 8:28 am
I wonder if I should run and hide; I am never afraid when Shreve is by my side!!
December 7th, 2009 at 8:36 am
to be as Earth
December 7th, 2009 at 9:12 am
should I stay or should I go now?
December 7th, 2009 at 9:12 am
Serious coyote is serious. ;P
December 7th, 2009 at 9:15 am
He is beauty. He is grace. He is coyote.
December 7th, 2009 at 9:16 am
You talkin’ to me? Then who the hell else are you talking… you talking to me? Well I’m the only one here. – Travis Bickle, Taxi Driver
I’m funny how, I mean funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I’m here to amuse you? – Tommy Devito, Goodfellas
December 7th, 2009 at 9:31 am
Stepping easy into the future with only one glance behind…..
December 7th, 2009 at 9:39 am
“If you’re ridin’ ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it’s still there.” ~Will Rogers
” A place in thy memory, dearest, is all that I claim; To pause and look back when thou hearest the sound of my name.” ~Gerald Griffin
“He’s like looking into the sun, when I stop I still can’t see straight and there might even be stars in my eyes.”~Lauren Alexis Madden
December 7th, 2009 at 9:50 am
I wanted to say
“to stay or to go?” but someone already did in another way.
how early do I have to get up?? :-)
December 7th, 2009 at 9:51 am
Pondering what could have been…thank you Shreve.
December 7th, 2009 at 9:56 am
Pensive
December 7th, 2009 at 10:00 am
“Don’t even think about it!”
December 7th, 2009 at 10:00 am
Shedding Solitude in Sepia
December 7th, 2009 at 10:01 am
“Go Ahead..Make My Day”
December 7th, 2009 at 10:07 am
About face.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:11 am
There’s no turning back.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:14 am
Do you hear what I hear?
December 7th, 2009 at 10:17 am
Guiding Right
December 7th, 2009 at 10:21 am
I remember.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:22 am
A swivel in the sticks.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:29 am
Radar ears.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:32 am
Where did Summer go?
December 7th, 2009 at 10:33 am
Study nature as the countenance of God. – Kingsley
December 7th, 2009 at 10:38 am
Splendour in the grass
Mighty Profile
A Profile of Courage
Earth, Wind, and Coyote
December 7th, 2009 at 10:42 am
i’m with Heather: “Don’t even think about it…”
December 7th, 2009 at 10:47 am
Coyote Contemplation
December 7th, 2009 at 10:48 am
“This is my best side. Do you think I look kinda like a lion with all that beautiful ruff around my neck?”
December 7th, 2009 at 10:53 am
He stands quietly;
We all stop to admire
That wild elegance
December 7th, 2009 at 10:54 am
Lovely, Dark and Deep
December 7th, 2009 at 10:56 am
The Sage-d One Paw-ses.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:00 am
Restless Spirit
Because of his ghostly and hyper-alert appearance.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:02 am
Call of the Wild
Paws-ing for effect
December 7th, 2009 at 11:08 am
charl e. coyote takes a last look at his latest defeat and vows to get that roadrunner
December 7th, 2009 at 11:08 am
there’s no turning back now
December 7th, 2009 at 11:08 am
Sideways
December 7th, 2009 at 11:11 am
It was the briefest of looks
The stillness of Fall
I stood taking in
The wonder of all
December 7th, 2009 at 11:11 am
Looking over his shoulder
Or
Checking the path not taken
December 7th, 2009 at 11:13 am
Bah Humbug!
December 7th, 2009 at 11:14 am
I beg my Lord
For a Place in Time
A Chance in the World
To Make someplace Mine
December 7th, 2009 at 11:15 am
Rebel With a Cause (or if you want to stay punny: Rebel with those Paws)
December 7th, 2009 at 11:15 am
“Don’t cross me!”
or
Charlie woke up on the wrong side of the bed
December 7th, 2009 at 11:16 am
You turn my head round, baby
Or
Right round
Or
All turned around
December 7th, 2009 at 11:18 am
Whach you talkin’ about Willis?!
December 7th, 2009 at 11:20 am
….I paused looking back
at the path leading here….
December 7th, 2009 at 11:24 am
Heart standing abide,
The stirring of spent tides.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:26 am
Suspicious Mind
December 7th, 2009 at 11:26 am
One moment in time……
December 7th, 2009 at 11:27 am
Mask of fur behind that frown.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:27 am
I heard this place was haunted
That evil marked this place
But really there are just fairies
And an Elf (leg) divining this space
December 7th, 2009 at 11:32 am
Some day you’ll understand.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:33 am
Zero Tolerance
December 7th, 2009 at 11:33 am
In celebration of Christmas:
“Do you hear what I hear?”
December 7th, 2009 at 11:35 am
Two steps forward, one glance back.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:37 am
The Road Not Taken
December 7th, 2009 at 11:40 am
Come away, oh human child
To the waters and the wild…WB Yeats
December 7th, 2009 at 11:41 am
“Listening to the whispers of past coyote spirits”
“Following the footsteps of wild ancestors”
December 7th, 2009 at 11:41 am
I can’t see you, but I know you’re always there.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:43 am
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
Robert Frost
(Shreve, this is for you and Charlie.)
December 7th, 2009 at 11:53 am
Watching movement in the grass far away
December 7th, 2009 at 11:55 am
Accessing the Situation
or
Stranger Danger
December 7th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Pillow Pelt In The Morning
December 7th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Irresistible Glance
December 7th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
To never look back, is never to move forward.
December 7th, 2009 at 12:13 pm
What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across the
grass and loses itself in the sunset.
- Blackfoot Indian Proverb
December 7th, 2009 at 12:14 pm
a la Erich Schiffman’s meditations on Patanjali’s yoga sutras:
Moving into Stillness
December 7th, 2009 at 12:15 pm
Paws [pause] of grace.
December 7th, 2009 at 12:20 pm
“I’ve got moves you’ve never seen.”
OR:
“I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.”
- Hopi Prayer
December 7th, 2009 at 12:21 pm
“Now, what did I walk over here for?”
December 7th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
Oops. That “Anonymous” with the Hopi Prayer quote was me!
December 7th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
A walk on the wild side.
December 7th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
Kashinary Tail
December 7th, 2009 at 12:25 pm
Now what is she getting into?
Distracted
December 7th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
food?
December 7th, 2009 at 12:35 pm
Ear-ful Gaze
December 7th, 2009 at 12:35 pm
Looking back to see
What I could see,
O’er my shoulder I stole a glance.
And it seemed to me
What I could see
Was all that I had, past.
I gave a thought to that behind
And all I had amassed.
I pondered over in my mind
And settled on at last:
That what I have is not so much –
If what you’re counting on is touch.
But my friends will remain,
And our love will sustain,
And what we have is past.
And so I turn forward,
As I go homeward
Into a beloved’s arms’ clasp.
December 7th, 2009 at 12:37 pm
Seeing is Believing
When I really Look at you…
December 7th, 2009 at 12:37 pm
“I care to live, only to entice people to look at nature’s loveliness.”
John Muir
December 7th, 2009 at 12:47 pm
I’m lookin’ over my right side shoulder…….
December 7th, 2009 at 12:52 pm
“My Chloe sense is tingling…”
December 7th, 2009 at 12:53 pm
A suspicion
December 7th, 2009 at 12:53 pm
“Tumbleweed Connection “
December 7th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Eye of the Coyote
Coyote Eye
Heading Forward, Looking Back
(he’s heading into the future as an adult, and looking back at his life as a pup, a little sorry to leave that part of his life, so fun and care-free.)
Leader of the Pack
(heading out for a walk and looking back for Chloe and Eli.
December 7th, 2009 at 1:00 pm
Coyote contemplation
“…walk like an Egyptian”
Charlie’s walk and think stance
Serene alertness
One step, two step….
December 7th, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Pensive, not Apprehensive!
December 7th, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Moving forward, looking back.
December 7th, 2009 at 1:11 pm
silence is golden
December 7th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
” I know she’s back there….I can just feel her watchin me” (could be Chloe or Shreve)
December 7th, 2009 at 1:15 pm
Look homeward Angel …
(The title comes from the John Milton poem Lycidas:
Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth:
And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth. )
It is also the title of a book by Thomas Wolfe.
December 7th, 2009 at 1:19 pm
“Triangle Man”
(I mean, look, both of his ears are triangles, his snout is a triangle, and all together they make up a bigger triangle! Very evident in this photo.)
December 7th, 2009 at 1:19 pm
Scruff and shrub
December 7th, 2009 at 1:22 pm
Something in the way he moves…
December 7th, 2009 at 1:25 pm
Don’t even think about it…
December 7th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
“You Talkin to Me?”
December 7th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
I finally caught the Roadrunner. And ironically, Roadrunners taste nasty!
December 7th, 2009 at 1:30 pm
Steer Clear
December 7th, 2009 at 1:35 pm
Mr. Charlie Serious
December 7th, 2009 at 1:36 pm
Smoky Grace
—
Soft Intensity
December 7th, 2009 at 1:38 pm
“You talkin’ to me?”
December 7th, 2009 at 1:44 pm
Everyone of these captions are so good I am not even going to try. This is really going to be hard for you Shreve!
December 7th, 2009 at 1:44 pm
Summer Saunter
December 7th, 2009 at 1:46 pm
Follow the leader
December 7th, 2009 at 1:49 pm
Hark, my name is being sung!
December 7th, 2009 at 2:03 pm
Spirit Walk
December 7th, 2009 at 2:12 pm
The Loudest Whisper
December 7th, 2009 at 2:14 pm
Nonchalant Gaze
December 7th, 2009 at 2:18 pm
A glance . . . JUST a glance… at the past and what might have been.
December 7th, 2009 at 2:18 pm
“I’ll get you my little pretty!”
December 7th, 2009 at 2:20 pm
A rustle in the sage
December 7th, 2009 at 2:24 pm
Never look back…
December 7th, 2009 at 2:29 pm
“I can’t see my hind legs … and neither can you!”
“Where’s the rest of me?”
(This has been used before, I’m sure) Splendor in the Grass
One Moment of Silent Solitude
A Pause before Leaping
December 7th, 2009 at 2:32 pm
Warmer, warmer; OK, now you are hot. Your toy is just in front of your left foot!
December 7th, 2009 at 2:32 pm
There’s no looking back
December 7th, 2009 at 2:33 pm
Nobody wants to play – - – guess I’ll go sit in the corner and eat worms.
December 7th, 2009 at 2:34 pm
Dead-on impression of a sly fox
OR (just for fun :)
“Santa’s not really watching….is he?”
December 7th, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Reflexion.
Reflection.
To pause and reflect and then move on.
December 7th, 2009 at 2:46 pm
Faraway Eyes
December 7th, 2009 at 2:46 pm
How about:
Portrait of the coyote as a young man
or
Miles to go before I sleep
December 7th, 2009 at 2:47 pm
Far and away, he looks and wonders
December 7th, 2009 at 2:51 pm
A pensive “look back”
December 7th, 2009 at 2:54 pm
Sapius Canis (latin for “discerning dog”)
December 7th, 2009 at 2:55 pm
correction to my last entry: Canis Sapius
December 7th, 2009 at 2:56 pm
no entry this week, just another amazing coyote survial story to tell!
http://www.heraldsun.com.au/lifestyle/hit-by-a-honda-at-120kmh-embedded-in-the-bumper-bar-and-dragged-for-960km-but-lucky-coyote-called-tricky-lived/story-e6frfhix-1225791779457
December 7th, 2009 at 2:59 pm
Half-life
December 7th, 2009 at 3:03 pm
Longing for livings lost
December 7th, 2009 at 3:05 pm
Beware the Quiet Ones
or
Quiet ones are often misundertood…
or
Quiet yet often misundertood…
or
A Quiescent Creature is Often Misunderstood
You get the idea… :-)
December 7th, 2009 at 3:16 pm
I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as Charlie
December 7th, 2009 at 3:18 pm
Wily the Coyote
Don’t you DARE touch me!
Wait a minute, where did Eli go?
December 7th, 2009 at 3:19 pm
“Did I leave the gas on…?”
December 7th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
A glance back at what-might-have-beens….
December 7th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
The Look of Wisdom
December 7th, 2009 at 3:40 pm
“Gaze”y days
December 7th, 2009 at 3:40 pm
The Coy Coyote!
December 7th, 2009 at 3:45 pm
Glancing back at Summer’s passing
December 7th, 2009 at 3:55 pm
The Quiet Gaze of the Wild
December 7th, 2009 at 3:56 pm
Soft Gaze
A Light Pause in his Step
Moment of Grace
December 7th, 2009 at 3:59 pm
‘I call this my Blue Steel look’
December 7th, 2009 at 4:00 pm
‘She’s right behindme, isn’t she?’
December 7th, 2009 at 4:05 pm
Put your left foot in, put your left foot out, put your left foot in and shake it all about…
December 7th, 2009 at 4:17 pm
Slowly I turned…step by step…inch by inch…
December 7th, 2009 at 4:22 pm
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I/I took the one less traveled by/And that has made all the difference. – Robert Frost (The Road Not Taken)
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it – Rudyard Kipling (If)
In order to improve the mind, we ought less to learn, than to contemplate. – Rene Descartes
December 7th, 2009 at 4:25 pm
a slight edits to my earlier submission:
“whispering coyote spirits”
“coyote spirits whispering in the wind”
“following wild ancestor paw prints” (instead of foot prints)
December 7th, 2009 at 4:29 pm
Pondering his past
December 7th, 2009 at 4:33 pm
I know not every coyote has been as lucky as I have…
December 7th, 2009 at 4:38 pm
Look Homeward, Coyote
*hmm, somehow Charlie sticking his foot in a bunch of brush keeps this photo from appearing _too_ somber*
December 7th, 2009 at 4:43 pm
Look Homeward, Trickster
(if Coyote is too prosaic a replacement for Angel)
The Trickster Reflects
Angle of Repose
Time and the Coyote
Remembrance of things past (okay, maybe that takes anthropamorphism too far)
December 7th, 2009 at 4:45 pm
A speculative pause to glance at the past.
December 7th, 2009 at 5:24 pm
Squirrel?
December 7th, 2009 at 5:24 pm
Cogito ergo sum
December 7th, 2009 at 5:37 pm
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
-Henry David Thoreau
December 7th, 2009 at 5:45 pm
“Are you talkin’ to me?”
December 7th, 2009 at 5:53 pm
Oh Heart.
http://radio3.cbc.ca/
http://lyrics.dainutekstai.lt/587301/jill-barber-oh-heart.htm
It’s a song by a singer/songwriter I know and it was the first thing that popped into my head when I saw this photo.
December 7th, 2009 at 6:10 pm
Alfalfa Desperado.
Boss Coyote.
Scuttlebutt.
The Thinker, in sepia.
December 7th, 2009 at 6:10 pm
Torn, but not lost
December 7th, 2009 at 6:14 pm
The REAL Slim Shady!!
December 7th, 2009 at 6:14 pm
Fleeting Summer glance
The Dog Days soon passing by
Fall nips at your heels
haiku
December 7th, 2009 at 6:24 pm
Awww, /I/ was gonna mention Robert Frost! I really want the book….. but all I can think of is:
Mr. Mysterious
Wistful
Sweet Nostalgia
A time to remember…
Never Forget
Serenity
Sage (You know, the plant and the wise man, even though I know those aren’t sage bushes.)
Pensivity (not a real word, but…)
Or any variation of the above.
December 7th, 2009 at 6:48 pm
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep…” – Robert Frost
or a spin on that poem for Charlie
“His eyes are lovely, dark and deep”
December 7th, 2009 at 6:48 pm
Stalking Little Red Riding Hood
December 7th, 2009 at 6:51 pm
Is she late with the elk snack again?
December 7th, 2009 at 6:56 pm
Rubbernecking
December 7th, 2009 at 6:57 pm
My little red doxie will get a mad look on her face and we call it “Stink eye”. This reminds me of her!
December 7th, 2009 at 7:02 pm
“Side-Long Glance’
December 7th, 2009 at 7:03 pm
Poser — on nature’s walkway!
December 7th, 2009 at 7:04 pm
Do you hear what I hear?
December 7th, 2009 at 7:11 pm
“Are you talking to me?”
December 7th, 2009 at 7:14 pm
…. look longingly back at home
knowingly, but i could not have known
my love for for them has overgrown
that damn eli following me home.
December 7th, 2009 at 7:26 pm
Whispers On The Wind
December 7th, 2009 at 7:26 pm
Wisdom Gaze of an Old Soul :-) That’s how I see Charlie, anyway!
December 7th, 2009 at 7:26 pm
1. Canine Music with Lovely Lyrics
2. He Walks in Beauty
December 7th, 2009 at 7:38 pm
No shirt, no shoes, no service? I’ll take my business elsewhere.
December 7th, 2009 at 7:42 pm
A Graze Behind
December 7th, 2009 at 7:43 pm
“All the better to look you over, dearie. ” – The Big Bad Wolf
December 7th, 2009 at 7:50 pm
Sage amongst the sage
Brushed Beauty
December 7th, 2009 at 7:53 pm
…”where seldom is heard, a discouraging word”…
December 7th, 2009 at 7:59 pm
“You’ve got to go forward to go back.”
Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka
December 7th, 2009 at 8:06 pm
I stare over there..
December 7th, 2009 at 8:15 pm
Nostalgia…
December 7th, 2009 at 8:16 pm
I spy with my little eye….
December 7th, 2009 at 8:26 pm
Look how far I’ve come!
December 7th, 2009 at 8:42 pm
If Shreve isn’t watching, I’ll make a run for it!
December 7th, 2009 at 9:22 pm
Prickle Proof
By the Pricking of My Thumbs…
December 7th, 2009 at 9:25 pm
Don’t EVEN think about it!
December 7th, 2009 at 9:47 pm
Ancestoral Whispers
December 7th, 2009 at 9:47 pm
A glance at my past
December 7th, 2009 at 9:49 pm
Go follow the crowd, I’ll take the road less traveled.
December 7th, 2009 at 9:57 pm
Never too late to look back
Looking at what I was, and What I’ve become
December 7th, 2009 at 10:13 pm
” Wish I could stay…”
December 7th, 2009 at 10:15 pm
Je ne regret rien…
December 7th, 2009 at 10:20 pm
Cautiously Guarding His Heart
December 7th, 2009 at 10:20 pm
Wanderlust
December 7th, 2009 at 10:22 pm
‘Browbeater’
December 7th, 2009 at 10:25 pm
Checking for the entourage
December 7th, 2009 at 10:33 pm
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart. (Yeats – The Two Trees)
December 7th, 2009 at 10:37 pm
Hey, Chloe’s napping. Time to dig up that bone she buried over there!
December 7th, 2009 at 10:41 pm
A Penny for his Thoughts….
December 7th, 2009 at 10:41 pm
Looking back, I regret nothing
December 7th, 2009 at 10:55 pm
Like John Barrymore, Charlie favors his left profile.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:59 pm
Not sure if this has been stated, but here we go….
This cracked me up! Reminds me a little of that Ben Stiller movie “Zoolander” so here are some of my suggests:
Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking?
OR
Charlie – The Really, Really, Ridiculously Good Looking Coyote
OR
Really, Really Ridiculously Good Looking
December 7th, 2009 at 11:13 pm
Look Here! I am the most handsome coyote in these parts.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:15 pm
Something Winsome This Way Comes
December 7th, 2009 at 11:21 pm
Wayward Glance
December 7th, 2009 at 11:25 pm
I think your tweet says it all.”Charlie looks so shocked,baffled.I might even say offended,when he realizes I’ve tricked him. I know,Coyote,that’s “your job” right?” I would love to know the actual context of your wonderfully sensitive picture.You never fail to capture emotion that always leaves me with questions & wanting more.
December 7th, 2009 at 11:31 pm
First thing that crossed my mind when I looked at his face
The Eyes have It!
December 7th, 2009 at 11:49 pm
“Later, Babe…”
December 8th, 2009 at 12:01 am
The beauty way, every day
December 8th, 2009 at 12:10 am
Wyoming in his eyes
December 8th, 2009 at 12:17 am
The mask of his fathers spirit
December 8th, 2009 at 12:27 am
i think that i shall never see
a poem lovely as a coyote.
December 8th, 2009 at 12:30 am
The Road Less Traveled
Yours is the Earth and Everything That’s in It– Rudyard Kipling
The Love of Bare November Days– Robert Frost
Reluctance– Robert Frost (the expression in Charlie’s eyes make me think of that poem)
December 8th, 2009 at 12:44 am
pause for a cause
or
taking a walk on the wild side
December 8th, 2009 at 12:55 am
That smoky stare…
December 8th, 2009 at 1:00 am
A Backward Glance
December 8th, 2009 at 1:00 am
Temptation
December 8th, 2009 at 1:05 am
The Elegance of the Coyote
(with apologies to Muriel Barbery, author of The Elegance of the Hedgehog)
or
Best Foot Forward
December 8th, 2009 at 1:15 am
Precious
Coyote
Life
December 8th, 2009 at 1:26 am
Hearing a memory…
December 8th, 2009 at 1:34 am
Not Again! Winter is blowing over the horizon.
December 8th, 2009 at 1:34 am
In remembrance of things past.
December 8th, 2009 at 1:48 am
Looking for Chloe.
Come play with me!
My heart is right here!
I know this “poem” (lol) doesn’t rhyme, but to me it says what Charlie may be thinking with his paw next to their heart toy.
Always love your pics of all the critters!
December 8th, 2009 at 1:54 am
Stalk like an egyptian
December 8th, 2009 at 1:55 am
The eyeliner is au natural babe!
December 8th, 2009 at 2:41 am
Songdog Takes Pause to Listen
(Takes Paws? heh.)
December 8th, 2009 at 3:43 am
“They called him the most wild thing of all and made him king of all wild things.” – Maurice Sandak, Where The Wild Things Are
“Let the wild rumpus start!” – Maurice Sandak, Where The Wild Things Are
“Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight ‘twould win me.”
-”Kubla Khan” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
December 8th, 2009 at 3:46 am
Inside two moments, and loathe to leave.
Little boy brown, come howl your song.
Love ahead, and love behind, and love beside him always.
December 8th, 2009 at 4:05 am
Yezz i’m looking great
December 8th, 2009 at 5:10 am
Oh no Shreve didn’t …
(reading everyone’s captions = fun fun!)
December 8th, 2009 at 5:35 am
Serpico
or
I have no more tail to give
December 8th, 2009 at 5:48 am
Companionship
We walked the road less traveled
It lies now far behind,
‘Though the road ahead winds farther
I do not think I mind,
For her heart I’m closely guarding
The same as she guards mine,
And we walk this path together
With both our hearts entwined.
December 8th, 2009 at 6:25 am
handsome guy, looking back
December 8th, 2009 at 6:29 am
Cattle die
kinsmen die
all men are mortal.
Words of praise
will never perish
nor a noble name.
- The Havamal
December 8th, 2009 at 6:32 am
From the outback of red Australia….
my heart beats there too.
December 8th, 2009 at 8:05 am
Well, if you’re coming, come on!
December 8th, 2009 at 8:10 am
even the brave sometimes walk warily
cautious steps
trepidatious trespasses
why the long-ing face?
December 8th, 2009 at 8:22 am
Paws and Reflection
No, NO! Use the wide-angle lens!
December 8th, 2009 at 8:46 am
Paws for thought.
December 8th, 2009 at 9:31 am
Sepia and sage
December 8th, 2009 at 10:28 am
gazing beyond the fence
December 8th, 2009 at 10:41 am
I don’t know if I should stay, or go away.
December 8th, 2009 at 11:00 am
are you coming or not
left paw in…
paw it forward
I’ll be back…
December 8th, 2009 at 11:09 am
Hmmm. Charlie is awfully serious in this one. How about:
Past and future in one glance.
The Once and Future Coyote facing a once and future world.
Coyote was. Coyote is. Coyote will always be.
A light-hearted soul in heavy thought.
December 8th, 2009 at 11:11 am
A pensive paws
Looking but never turning back
Looking back with one eye, forward with the other
Gentle gaze
December 8th, 2009 at 11:26 am
He Sees
December 8th, 2009 at 11:42 am
To those who are not free….
My mind
you will never know.
December 9th, 2009 at 7:35 pm
love the way it poses
A smile from SJ =)
December 11th, 2009 at 12:10 am
Charlie’s big ol’ ears always crack me up, even when he’s doing his most serious Bobby DeNiro “…you talking to me..?” impression. nyuk-nyuk.
December 11th, 2009 at 2:51 am
Dear Shreve,
I am the national Library Examiner for Examiner.com. I write articles that are more like reviews than essays, but for lack of a better verb, I’ll say that I’m going to “review” your book before the end of the month. While at Tattered Cover in Colorado, I selected it as a gift for my daughter who spent a week working in Ten Sleep this past summer. I also chose it because of the warmth and beauty of the photos and the clarity of your writing. Please give Charlie some tummy scratches for me.
December 11th, 2009 at 2:57 am
Oops, I meant to say that my articles are more like essays than reviews. But it’s late at night, and it’s been a long day.
Here is a quote that I deeply love and which I always consider during tough times. It was written by a wise person named Patrick Miles Overton and is titled “Faith.” Overton says, “When we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take that step into the darkness of the unknown, we must believe that one of two things will happen: There will be something solid for us to stand on. Or, we will be taught how to fly.”
December 13th, 2009 at 3:04 pm
“When Freedom is outlawed, only outlaws will be Free.” Abbie Hoffman