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 […]
Thirds indeed, you dtew me in, the first one most especially.
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Oh good. Thanks.
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I’ve often wondered about the “rule” of odd-numbered “pairings” of things. I once went to a jeweler to have a ring made from an old one with an even number of stones to transfer…he said it like it was law: “I’ll have to add another diamond”. Being still so unassertive (working on that yet, maybe forever), I just went along ๐
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Yet, my daughter who is a decorator, prefers symmetry. To each their own I guess.
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I guess… I must remember I’m mistress of my own dรฉcor ๐
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Yes!
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What a great, empowering feeling–think I’ll roar!! ๐ ๐
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Go for it!
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Love all of these!
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Thanks, Nancy
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Thanks!
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Love the last photo – girl power rules! No matter what the rules ๐
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Absolutely!
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