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If Sheep Could Only Talk

If Sheep Could Only Talk

Who knows where the sheep go at night? The gate is always open and they are in groups of five or six, and this is going to sound strange, they appear to be gossiping—talking over the nights’ doing, as it were..
When they see me--they spread out—away from their groups. I wouldn’t be surprised if they began whistling to show that nothing was going on but I know better.
I asked Butch, my next-door neighbor, (if you can call ten acres away next door) if he was having the same problem with his sheep but he laughed and asked if I thought they had night jobs or were going to the truck stop and putting out?
There’s no doubt that Butch will be at the barber shop tomorrow getting a trim and spreading the word of my sheep problem and thoughts. I shouldn’t have said anything.
So I stayed up last night with the house lights off and the exterior lights on and I saw Woolly, our sheep dog, the same off white color as the sheep, amble over to the gate, stand up on his hind paws, an…

I Wait for Rain

I Wait for Rain



I walk the dog

I read

I watch the wind

Blow the branches

Of the trees

Under a gray sky

That threatens rain

The torrential rain

Here last night

Gone today

But for the threat

Of more

The day begins

Time passes

I watch

I wait

For rain

To cleanse the air

To shift the shadows

Of clouds

Darkened with water


To empty their burden

Darkness pervades

Plans change

Empty hours

Of waiting

Umbrellas furled

Leaves drip

From the canopy

Of trees

Remnants of rain


Droplets of water

No longer suspended

Like time


To conform

To the new


Holding the moment

With mist

That turns

To rain


Bruce Levine


Bruce Levine, a native Manhattanite, has spent his life as a writer of fiction and poetry and as a music and theatre professional. His literary catalogue includes four novels, short stories, humorous sketches, flash fiction, poetry, essays, magazine articles and a screenplay His works are published in over twenty-five on-line and print journals, over fifteen books, his shows have been produced in New York and around the country and he’s the author of the novellas Reinvented and An Accidental Journey. His work is dedication to the loving memory of his wife, dancer/actress, Lydia Franklin. Visit him at



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