Quiet now, placesharbouring my memories –river dreamcatcher –nostalgia floats on swan’s backpast bridges linking time lapsed. (Tuesdays I borrow from my Twitter account #Vjknutson. Image my own)
Illusory this ideation of separationintricate the webs that bind us Politicians focus on the holespander to the vacuous – Seekers resonate with connectionconsciousness raising awareness Remain steadfast protestorsyour vibrations wide-reaching. (submitted for Reena’s Exploration challenge: prompt the featured image.)
These shackles may be but illusionsbut the conditioning lingers –I’m not enoughlack the lookthe chicfall short of acceptableAdd age and I amforever sentencedto monachopsis –an outsider,circling. (Image mine)
Love this, V.J. Red has always been a color to brighten our lives.
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Thanks Eugi! My mother always said every women needs one pair of red shoes.
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Ha ha ha ha! Love it.
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Thanks John!
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I hope you will find a lot more red to tide you over until spring, V.J. That hat made me laugh, too! I know at least one person we could send one to… 🙂
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Lol. Thanks Tanja.
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Great poem and images, VJ. I love that red cap! I laughed out loud!
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Glad to hear it, Patti! Thanks.
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VJ, that red hat is absolutely priceless!!! I love it.
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Ha ha.. my sister-in-law bought it for my husband. So funny.
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VJ, I love the reds. Well played and photographed. Keith
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Thanks Keith.
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That hat!
And the berries … gorgeous
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Thanks Jazz.
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It is true, a picture perfect winter is short lived before the greys move in, lovely spots of red!
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Thanks Heather.
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Most welcome.
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I love this! Bright spots of red to get me though a day of meetings. Love the hat. 😉
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Thanks. Lol.
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