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Molly Elizabeth Onyx (2002 – 2017)


I’m sitting here alone in the rain.

Last time I was here, you were with me

the snow had caught the tall green pines

sun glowed their bark red and honey gold


the wind to our faces occasioned by loose flakes of December snow

and we not really minding, picked up our pace

for not other reason than the sheer joy of being able to do so.


today I’m just soaked through

feeling the rain, neither warm nor cold

simply a fact .


maybe when I get up I’ll go the way we used to go

one more time for old times sake

before choosing another way

that only I can take.






If I needed you
Would you come to me
Would you come to me
For to ease my pain
If you needed me
I would come to you
I would swim the seas
For to ease your pain
Oh the night’s forlorn
And the morning’s born
And the morning shines
With the lights of love
You will miss sunrise
If you close your eyes
And that would break
My heart in two ….
from If I Needed You by:Townes Van Zandt

 Chose Emmy’s version. I have both hers and Townes on CD in the car. From Townes I heard the words. From Emmy’s I had to stop the car and cry.

Our molly missed her last sunrise and it surely broke my heart. At about 630 I found her lying on the kitchen floor near her pillows.

I figure she had tried for one more. See I get up to make the coffee then and at that time molly goes out for a pee. She had taught me that if I left the door open so that she could come right back in to her bed, she’d go out with no fuss. These winter days the sun doesn’t rise around here until about 730.


She was the oldest dog I ever knew. Deaf as a post she had learned sign language with the help of her favourite treats. Raise my hand over head and drop it down to my side and she would come. Trouble was I’d have to wait for her to look back for me, so she’d see the sign. (always brought my dogs where I could let them run free)


She also came to learn the come here now sign and the just messing with you sign when shed turn right around and run back ahead. We ‘d do the walk we used to do with Mara. Molly had learned all the tricks Mara taught her, like how to slip through the gates, so you didn’t have to wait for the old man, places where there’d be pools of water even in high summer and to wait at the end of the trail to get the lead put on because – ” ladies don’t go naked through the streets.”




We can never obtain peace –The Dalai Lama

We can never obtain peace

We can never obtain peace in the world if we neglect the inner world and don’t make peace with ourselves. World peace must develop out of inner peace. Without inner peace it is impossible to achieve world peace, external peace. Weapons themselves do not act. They have not come out of the blue. Man has made them. But even given those weapons, those terrible weapons, they cannot act by themselves. As long as they are left alone in storage they cannot do any harm. A human being must use them. Someone must push the button. Satan, the evil powers, cannot push that button. Human beings must do it.
–The Dalai Lama, in The Dalai Lama: A Policy of Kindness


the thing is, the buddha didn’t go – he stayed

survival tips for this modern age or True No Worries by pd lyons

true no worries by pd lyons

from the Magician’s Hat by pd lyons



the girl in the high heel boots

wishes she could pull something out of me

that would make her feel better


something with a life of its own

something magical

something that might even bite her

before disappearing into her audience


but this hat drooled by any rain

hemmed by cough and smoke

hods only the emptiness of my life


realizing my face , no slight of hand

she reaches from her pocket

drops something useful so that i can pretend i found it.




c Mogan Lyons 2016













Don’t perpetuate



Don’t perpetuate


We have All Touched The World With Little Fingers

here’s the thing –
the people prayed to God;
deliver us from evil,
from oppression,
all this misery.

And hearing their prayers
god sent an answer.

But it wasn’t a king,
an army,
a weapon,
a political party,
not even a religion –
but rather God with all the power and the glory

answered  their prayers

with  a  child


for you all – may you remember


with regards to Joseph Campbell



 in the emptiness of my heart

the bliss of all beings

In This Time of Iron by pd lyons


the wise

trusting themselves

work only on ways

to maintain


Phoebe, the tabby cat who lived in the shed, By pd Lyons – English/Irish/French



the tabby cat

who lived in the shed

the semi savage

yet ever grateful for the feed

is dead


and i am feeling so alone

and i am so sorry

sorry for the whole fucking world

i am


crying like a baby

no matter what

everything ends in tears

and the next time…?

the next time…?


je répondrai

je répondrai




an cat tabby
a bhí ina gcónaí sa chaillfidh
an Savage leath
ach bhí riamh buíoch as an bheatha

agus tá mé ag mothú mar sin féin
agus tá mé leithscéal sin
leithscéal as an domhan fucking ar fad
tá mé

ag caoineadh cosúil le leanbh
is cuma cén
Críochnaíonn gach rud i Tears
agus an chéad uair eile ...?
an chéad uair eile ...?

je répondrai
 je répondrai



Le chat tigré

qui vivait dans le hangar 
le sauvage demi encore 
jamais reconnaissants pour l'alimentation 
est mort

et je me sens si seul et 
je suis tellement désolé 
désolé pour tout le monde 
putain je pleure comme un bébé
peu importe ce que tout 
se termine dans les larmes

Et la prochaine fois ...
la prochaine fois

je répondrai

je répondrai



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