Do we have to be awayto find home? Not the mortgagedtwo cars in the drivewaydouble-income kind of dwelling I’m talking peacein the heart, comfortin the soul, blessed home I have felt Presencein nature, witnessed Spiritin a newborn’s eyes beheld reverence in a dyingsister’s final breath – fleetingglimpses, nothing solid I seek an eternal senseof belonging, […]
To compensate for the obnoxiousexuberanceof my flameI attemptto oversimplify Oh dear!Seems I’ve failedagain… (As a young woman, obnoxious was the word beaus used when breaking up with me. The poem says the rest. Art my own.)
It’s Monday again –days passing throughmy hands like sand,no receptacle in whichto catch the granules –why this sense of urgency? In high school, I played hookywiped away the hours in emptyplaces, sought answers forquestions I could not articulate,chased dust while other formulateddreams – how is this any different? Am I not just recreating the pattern,painting […]
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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