As light in darkness transforms mundanity, so too am I salvaged – revelation turning back the icy pallor of Winter. (Tanka borrowed from a previous post on One Woman’s Quest II: Resetting the Dial. I have given the poem a title here. Image from personal collection.)
Pastoral placid, tonic for the soul – beware stagnation, partake in daring, honour spirit’s longing for the wild; grow wings. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: placid/wild; and for BrewNSpew’s prompt: partake. Image from personal collection.)
Fear finds its fortune in ignorance, cashes in on hate – set the dial to love weed through propaganda, decode the depraved, aim to rise above education and openness, mechanisms leading to a lasting treasure. (Image from personal collection.)
Oh those little girls are so cute! All 3 of them!!!
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Thanks! Sure do love them.
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V.J. you make it hard to pick a favorite. Maybe the birds on the wire. But tomorrow it would probably be one of your other photos. 😀
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Haha – those birds get me every time. Remind me of teaching days.
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Great collection!
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Thank you, Jackie!
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