Chill and fog cloud my senses – effective distraction loneliness holds no sway. Others speed past, while I advance, slow, steady – drawn by an unknown Presence, who may or may not receive me well at this road’s end I cannot tell. Pray indifference does not await me – have suffered enough no stomach for […]
Soft, the day’s fading light, hushed, the manic pace – my heart’s rhythm lulled beats a nostalgic melody – love’s memories bittersweet. (Tuesdays, I post a poem from Twitter. Â You can follow me @Vjknutson. Â Image from personal collection.)
Cocooned, I am enclosed, secure shut down Ignore initial stirring – like a skipped heartbeat Convinced this retreat is cemented Have had enough life too harsh soul too sensitive and yet, there it is again – gathering momentum uninvited sensations, emotions morphing into words commanding expression growing wings, battering my barriers flocking towards light poems […]
and what were you doing way out there? 😂😂 Love this btw!
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Ha ha…not telling….
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Investor beware.
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Yes. Certainly didn’t pass it on to my eligible daughters, lol.
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Lol, no way 🙂
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Wouldn’t you love to know the story behind this one??
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For sure.
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That is hysterical. I bet it’s a mess in there. haha.
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You are right – the picture does not tell the whole picture – the house was run down and the yard full of junk. And it was way out in the boonies.
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