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 
I agree with Tina – it looks like a lovely place! The second shot of that lovely building is my favorite. Intricate patterns in the iron fence and the roof is all in angles.
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Thank you!
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Nice angles V.J.! The town is also beautiful like the nature you are surrounded by! 😀 ❤
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It is a very picturesque place. Thanks.
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Such interesting architecture! So different from the plain lines in my little town.
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There is quite a bit of history here. Something I need to research further.
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Excellent idea VJ! Looks like a lovely place
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Thanks Tina.
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