Artistic sensibility hungered by the exquisite craves expression The critic guffaws decries creativity starves the impulse Who unleashed such nonsense, such magical thinking! To think beauty once espied can be replicated and by such an amateur the unskilled hand an unworthy representative. But the artist, unleashed knows only magic – this genie will not be […]
Blackbirds utter gloom speak in murmurations grey blots out sunlight blurs definition – pencil contemplates early nightfall. (Tanka and sketch by yours truly)
In isolation, I am rock solid, fearless, present Memories moon-bows miracle of love, whispers of what might have been Will not let current fear shape me; I am tethered to faith, gently gliding (Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie Weekly prompt: mighty. Image my own.)
Love the second candid photo, V.J. I keep wanting to know more about the story. She got my attention. ❤
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She has such expression – I always want to know what is going on in that mind.
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Great pictures! Love the black and whites.
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Thanks Keith!
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Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you!
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These are all adorable photos. I really like the first photo. 😀
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Thanks LuAnne.
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If only we remained so open and unashamed, so vital and alive.
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Wouldn’t that be good. Having little ones around is a great reminder.
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Yes indeed, the inner child injection.
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Beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks!
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