Dank, this current state, mildew and rotten fruit, the stench of redundancy – crave the petrichor of hope, the aroma of fresh soil singing praises of rebirth.
Dark this passage, blustery the winds that rattle the glass, cold seeping through cracks, light receding. Life, we are sold, should be parties and castles – dreams without limits – disingenuous campaign Truth lies somewhere in-between – elusive, yet enticing – I would exit this isolation shake the starkness for but a glimpse. (Images supplied […]
Am not the woman my children once called Mother – can see the disappointment in their anger-blotched expressions, feel the constraint in their voices – distance between us tugs on my heart, plays with my conscience, as if illness is choice – a contrived plot to rob them of their expectations – hope they can […]
Yes indeed, the human condition laid bare. wonderful photo too.
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Thank you.
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Deeply poignant.
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thank you
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Most welcome.
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Brilliant photo for today. 😀
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Thank you!
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Oh so true in so many ways!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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