Looking for a rock at present, preferably a boulder, might dig myself a cave and await resurrection sacrilegious, I know, but the tasks are overwhelming and the words – just too much! I mean, eleutheromania? The mere utterance enough to make me run for cover and now I am to believe that pulchritrudinous equates with […]
Isolated, insulated, ignored – islands we are not – relationships define us – we dance, weave, intertwine stories grown from love, struggle, encounters Yearning for love’s reciprocity innate – to delight in discovery, sludge through pain, emerge stronger markers of existence. (Revisiting older pieces with a new eye. Existence first appeared July 2013.)
Woman who would picture home an icy decay is soon broken, a fated fool, she is always child. Look how young laugh, no secret to it, live like the sky, his day delicious. Cite brilliant poetry from gold air, shred time, post-needs cake, naked thrush. (Friday’s I consult magnetic poetry online for my inspiration.)
Some times local is better. Enjoy! When are you going?
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We are spending the winter in Texas. I had to fly home for my Mom. Headed back shortly
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There’s no place like home VJ 😊. Enjoy Texas!
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I sure do!
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I enjoy looking at photos and reading the text as well. Where was the last shot taken?
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Mustang Island on the Gulf Coast of Texas.
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Good to have an escape plan this time of year.
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It sure is!
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Beautifully expressed through your photos and words, VJ!
Glad to hear Texas has captured your heart.
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Thanks, Amy. It sure has!
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Beautiful words and pictures…
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Thanks, Bee!
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