Paddle to the edge –life has falling off points, andI am curious –Defy fear and leap, or freeze?Faith armours brave, takes a chance. (Image mine)
Like living in the shadowof a volcano, each complacencyshaken by treacherous rumbles While some see equalityothers chew on bitter lack,and who profits when tempers succumb tothe hot lava of anarchy? (Image my own. Poem first appeared here 04/21)
At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
I’ve not been anywhere that there are mums. I’m glad you are posting a bunch this year. I might have to dig in my archives. 😀
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Lots of mums here in Ontario.
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They are so beautiful and the words express their beauty so well.
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Nice of you to say so.
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Love the look of flaming orange. Lovely mums, V.J. 🙂
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Thanks Olga.
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