I offer Rage a chairinvite a conversation She rants about childhoodand neglect, powerlessnessin the face of abuse And I nod and remember,suggest she’s also feeling grief And she talks about cryingalone, no one caring, and howI don’t let her cry anymore I put up walls, I agree,and ask how I can help Stop leaving me […]
Wee rowan laddrums me into nighta fabled rhythmconjuring mysticaloneiric encounters There is freedomin dreamingslipping ego’s holdsoul taking flight There is sorrow toofor when the drummer’ssong is donemorning must come. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Age, a rocky torbegs attitudinal shiftmore wonderthan fortitude Cyclical, actuallywisdom allottingchildish valoura dash of mellow. (For RDP’s prompt: mellow. Image my own.)
Beautiful photo for the day 😀
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Beautiful photo, great promise!
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Thank you. Spring is coming!
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Wonderful, not here yet.
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Canada is supposed to jump right into spring, according to the weather network. My fingers are crossed.
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Really, that sounds encouraging. When…?🤣
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Mid march, I read…but who knows.
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I want to embrace that promise too – 😉
Ha
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Me three, lol.
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😊🌸
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