These shackles may be but illusionsbut the conditioning lingers –I’m not enoughlack the lookthe chicfall short of acceptableAdd age and I amforever sentencedto monachopsis –an outsider,circling. (Image mine)
Immersed in traumaI excel – bleed compassion Can cut to the chaseemploy know-how Remain cheerfulwhilst inhaling paranoia Determined to connectsquare the issues But offer me kindnesstouch with intent and I will withdrawgingerly inept unaccustomed as I amto Love’s cosmos. (Submitted for Eugi Causerie’s weekly prompt: cosmos. Image my own.)
Bound to this saudade –the agony of knowingI let you go, rejecteda love so pure –the road has been longpitted with heartacheyou, my greatest regret. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own.)
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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