Quiet now, placesharbouring my memories –river dreamcatcher –nostalgia floats on swan’s backpast bridges linking time lapsed. (Tuesdays I borrow from my Twitter account #Vjknutson. Image my own)
Illusory this ideation of separationintricate the webs that bind us Politicians focus on the holespander to the vacuous – Seekers resonate with connectionconsciousness raising awareness Remain steadfast protestorsyour vibrations wide-reaching. (submitted for Reena’s Exploration challenge: prompt the featured image.)
These shackles may be but illusionsbut the conditioning lingers –I’m not enoughlack the lookthe chicfall short of acceptableAdd age and I amforever sentencedto monachopsis –an outsider,circling. (Image mine)
Wow, lovely–“milk-pod dreams”, what a perfect phrase.
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Thanks. Milk pods make me feel wistful, although I can’t really remember why, lol.
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