Before mercurial attitudesI am clam –emotions shuttered Not that silence is calm –oppressed energy a danger –even shells can burst Question is whereshrapnel will strikewhen inevitable happens (Image my own)
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)
One Woman's Quest II 
I hate to say this, but that water tower photo is from Florence, Kentucky… not in Texas. I’ve driven by it hundreds of times…
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Hahaha – thanks for setting me straight – a random photo I did not earmark, so just assumed. Glad you found me.
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you’re welcome. I lived in Cincinnati for several years – and that water town puzzled me each time I drove over the river into Kentucky… very interesting. I’m in Texas now – and much better than when I was in Cincinnati! Glad I found your blog.
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Likewise. You might want to link up to the photo challenge I posted that photo for – it’s just for silly signs. That water tower made me chuckle.
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hahhah
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Good morning! Is this from Florence Tx? Scratching my head as to why y’all would’ve been in Florence … off the beaten path … then again, that might’ve been why!
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It’s Florence Texas. Got quite the chuckle out of it.
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good one
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Lol.
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