Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]
Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)
Captures so many childhood moments!
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The Little Sparrows Melody – https://awisewomansjourney.wordpress.com/2019/09/07/the-little-sparrows-melody/
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So beautiful!
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The world remains both miracle and tragedy.
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Not sure if I forgot to link up over here… and by the way, I LOVE that poem you included at the top. Wish that could have been my relationship.
https://sealingwaxnotes.home.blog/2019/09/05/black-and-white-childhood/
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I got you! Isn’t that a good poem. My girls said it reminded them of me with my granddaughters.
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That’s the sweetest part, that your girls would read it and think of you–what a HUGE Blessing!!
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Yes! Thanks.
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Most welcome 🙂
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Here’s mine: https://sealingwaxnotes.home.blog/2019/09/05/black-and-white-childhood/
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So well written!
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Thank you.
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Welcome!
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🙂 ❤
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Sometimes childhood hurts.
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I feel as if I’m revisiting that love as I age – not so active, of course.
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Wow! My brief journey into childhood was eye-opening. odaciuk.wordpress.com/2019/09/03/and-so-it-was-and-more/
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It is interesting to do this – a timeline of the developing self. Love it.
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Thank-you, V.J. The timeline allowed a better perspective. 🙂
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You’re so welcome.
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Hi V.J,
Hope you are doing fine now.
My entry for this week’s prompt:
https://radhikasreflection.wordpress.com/2019/09/03/where-did-we-lose-it/
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Thanks for joining in!
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Eternal question…and how do we get it back?
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So cute!
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I love this poem! Thanks for sharing this V.J.! I look for to this challenge! 😀 ❤
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Yeah!
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