Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]
Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)
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)
I love the pic with the wire fence. It reminds me of peaceful rural areas, which we enjoy seeing during our weekend trips. Your poems are lovely.
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Thank you, Eugenia. This is from one of my favourite drives.
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Lovely.
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Thank you!
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the words and the wire fence brought back beautiful memories of my grandparents place…….they had a wire fence just like that around their garden. thank you! 🙂
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The wire fence evokes something in me too, but I can’t place it. Thanks Wendi.
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You are very welcome VJ….thank you for sharing.
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These are lovely! I like that last line “seasonal moodiness!” 😀
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Thank you!
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