Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Such a pretty pink!
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Agreed. Thanks.
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Beautiful V.J. 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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So majestic! 🙂
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Thanks friend.
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Simply beautiful – words and photo!
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Thanks Heather!
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My pleasure!
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Was this one taken with your new camera? It turned out beautifully, picture-perfect, in fact!
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This was the old camera, in the rain. Flowers behave so nicely, lol. Thanks.
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You’re welcome. I would say that flowers are much more obliging for you than they are for me.
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Lol. I’m sure that’s not true.
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Rain drops certainly made these beauties more gorgeous 🙂
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Yes, they do!
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Didn’t they! Thanks.
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