Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)
We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]
One Woman's Quest II 
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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