It’s just a moth, I offeredthat blue moon nightrattling windowschafing nerves We’d chosen exile –sister and I – refuge from family demons, not ours to claim Innocence borrowsresponsibility – I boreit like a badge;she shattered Could not discriminatedarkness from her owninner light – soughtto end the fury I’ll carry us both,I murmured, too youngto recognize […]
Countless, the timesI’ve spoken out of place –words spilling unfiltered –grading myself harshlyin the aftermath – Yet a pauciloquent tonguewould leave me drowningthoughts stirringin a stagnant pool –perhaps I’ll strivefor moderation. (Image my own)
Tell my woes to Rivershe listens graciouslyan empathic mirror Not so the Jackdawwhose arrogant clatteringderides self-pity Slaps me consciousfor I am victim, yes, andif not careful, abuser. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknuton.Image my own)
The maple leaf always signals autumn for me! The colors are always gorgeous.
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Yes they are!
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Come East and bring autumn with you! 🍁🍂
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I’d say yes, except we’re still going south.
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Change the GPS, or just lean a little lol Can’t say I blame you, heading for warmth!
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Hoping to head east in the summer….
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Ooooh, Marvelous!
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Thank you.
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Most welcome.
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Nice oak leaves for today 😀
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Thanks
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