Faint at the sight of needlesa squeamish gene, I’m sure Suck it up, adult self admonishesChild looks away, breath held Sixty-two years its been thustoo many pokes to count And now there is new promisea vaccine to ward off the virus Hope reduced to one tiny vialbelieve me, this sleeve’s rolling up. (Written for Reena’s […]
For every childvowed to be the calyxto cradle each budding soulwith a tender heart But I am imperfectideals devolvingin the face of losscross unbearable Tend my own garden nowrecognizing the powerof example overridingoppression of control. (Image my own)
Concrete is cold, imposingdoes nothing for aesthetics At least we’re protected,I tell the littles, ignoring Snot dripping, slimeoozing from unsealedwindowsills, cobwebsand bits of shedding pink It’s the best I can do:four walls and a roof. Except the ceilingis bulging, mold and rotcertain to rain down on us While upstairs, the manignores the leaks, luxuriatesin his […]
The sunset is beautiful. Hope you’re resting.
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Thanks, friend. Had to go into town today to doctor. Good appointment though. Sometimes it is good to just check in and know that what you’re experiencing is normal.
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Glad to hear it was good. Normal? That’s a setting on the dryer. lol
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Ha ha ha – just above “all wrung out” – love it.
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LOL!!!!
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Thanks, Heather. Sadly, I don’t thing the prompt hosts, and certainly I, imagined the implication that fire would hold today. I posted this ahead of time.
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Sweet photo. Hard not to be drawn in by fire.
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It is true. In light of yesterday’s event – fire can also be so destructive.
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Unfortunately yes.
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Love the sky.
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