For every childvowed to be the calyxto cradle each budding soulwith a tender heart But I am imperfectideals devolvingin the face of losscross unbearable Tend my own garden nowrecognizing the powerof example overridingoppression of control. (Image my own)
Concrete is cold, imposingdoes nothing for aesthetics At least we’re protected,I tell the littles, ignoring Snot dripping, slimeoozing from unsealedwindowsills, cobwebsand bits of shedding pink It’s the best I can do:four walls and a roof. Except the ceilingis bulging, mold and rotcertain to rain down on us While upstairs, the manignores the leaks, luxuriatesin his […]
Erasing the past –collecting ash with chopsticks –infertile practiceembrace, learn, and recreatewe are clay – artist’s magic.
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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