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Global Warming

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It’s been a real snow job. Lots of fog with silhouettes in the mist. A game of tic tac toe in the sky. Huge grants and fame for scientists who think they’re God. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________Richard Rensberry, Author of “Bigfoot Blueprint”

Peach Pie

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PEACH PIE

           by Conversations With Sasquatch Author Richard Rensberry

The Sasquatch children

bring me peaches

ripe and warmed by the sun.

They bring rain water,

nasturtiums and honey comb.

They leave me a stone

rolling pin, a hollowed stump

with ground kenaf flour 

and a huge carved bowl

for mixing fruit,

cinnamon, and cloves.

I heat my stove

to three hundred fifty degrees; 

crack an egg of quail

and glaze the crust; then

clove and cinnamon dust

the honied peaches.  I bake

and whip fresh sweet cream.

Done, I set the steaming pie

on the kitchen sill to cool.  Patiently 

I wait for their little feet.  I can hear them

whisper as the porch boards creak,

then a giggle and a hand

reaches up

to steal my heart.  

                     7/23/21 Richard Rensberry

More Bigfoot poetry can be found at:

https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-poems.html

Sasquatch Thumb Stone

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Many gifts from the Sasquatch come,

and this is a thumb stone.

It is something to think on

and a measure of patience.

It is a vessel that carries

the beauty of trust, first in oneself

and then in another.  It is a guide

from the dark to the light.

Richard Rensberry author at https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com 

Mindfulness

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As the world evolves

men crawl over it;

the Sasquatch laugh

and knock on wood.

They come as crows

to give wings to the dead;

they come as squirrels

to plant seeds of truth.

They come as wolves

to yip and howl; 

they come as owls

to seek who speaks

without moving their lips.  

More Bigfoot poetry can be found at:

https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-poems.html

MindSpeak

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He stands at the edge of the creek

in the forest.  If I stare

long and hard enough

it’s a tree, not a Bigfoot.

The tree’s image

has been spoken into my brain.

I can see it there,

thick trunked and multi-limbed,

thoroughly convincing me

it’s an oak or a beech.

(Continued at: https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-novel-the-awakening.html )

Dawn

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Conversations With Sasquatch, The Awakening Episode 13.5 by Michigan Author Richard Rensberry   

13.5

DAWN

Today I awoke

in an abyss of bad thinking,

a void fully absent

of the spirit of hope.

The voices of reason

have abruptly gone mute

as if the Sasquatch have sat down to pout.

The portals are closed.  Reality

has descended into a pool of uncertainty…

I wade the results.

Then a bird sings

and the horizon smiles with a glimmer of light.  

( All previous episodes can be found at the following link: 

https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-novel-the-awakening.html