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 […]
How we frame our lives goes through many changes as we age, but as you said, gratitude can also frame our moments. The last photo is a wonderfully framed miracle . ❤
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Thanks Olga.
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Love your final image and thought on this one VJ. So very true. Would that we could maintain that thought more often!
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Yes. Thank you Tina!
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Your thoughts and the pictures all beautiful V.J.! I agree with Amy she expressed it so eloquently! 😀 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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Good photos, thoughtful comments.
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Thanks, John
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Wonderful submission.
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Thanks
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…so do our perceptions, our abilities, and our dreams, so well said. I love how you eloquently describe about the inevitable change in our life, and these framed photos reflected it nicely. Thank you, VJ!
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I appreciate that you take the time to read, Amy. Thank you so much.
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