What is it about alleysmagnifies fear? Is it the reflectionof inner passages,those narrow, dim lityears, when despair echoed endlessly? Days I forgotto look for light,imagined none discredited the truththat glory dwellseven in dark alleys. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
The Great Blue heron declares me an annoyanceto which the Blue Jays rasp accordance –I know I am akin to predatorbut I come here with needto this bug-infestedweed-riddenriverbed To be Tornas I amby an undefinablerustle, an inner bleedthat craves patterns, or signsnaturally occurring rhythms to definemy place within this current worldly disorder (Image my own)
August eyes are brownwinking in yellow bonnets –flirtatious Susans. (Image my own. Summer Susans first appeared on One Woman’s Quest II, August, 2019)
Made me smile 🙂
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Oh good, lol.
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Yes Ma’am 🙂 🙂 Now your good work is done!! 🙂
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Phew!
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Hahahahaha, oh gosh–now you can have a lie down 🙂
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Good one V.J.! 😀 ❤
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Lol.
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👏👏
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Caption for Reena ….. by VJ Knutson
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That’s a great conclusion 🙂
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Lol.
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