Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
Wrapped in reptilian attire, changeclimbs aboard my well-intentioned schemelike a boa constrictor – disarming me I am more inconvenienced than repulsed –after all, snake is my power animal,Or so the seer said…many years ago Days when I would wear the scalycomportment of power – invitetransformation- my essence a seeker But I am trying to settle […]
Met a bear who proclaimed himself to be a man;knew the instant I spotted him – lumberinggait approaching – that he was an animal,feared for my safety, would have retreated stayed at my mother’s side – sheltered infamiliarity – were I not so fixated on hisblatant woundedness. Sympathy blindingsensibility, i listened, hypnotized by the whiteness […]
One Woman's Quest II 
I remember! Good memories are such a part of teh fabric of who we are.
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Well said! Yes they are
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I adore all your photos. 😀
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Thanks Cee – fun challenge.
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Wonderful memories!
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They sure are!
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I almost chose a children’s slide myself, but yours are far better. Snakes and ladders, inspired, love it.
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Thanks!
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