Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
Restlessness accompanies meon this sojourn today –unfazed by ripe redbelly of robin,or shimmering emeraldof breeding merganser’s crown. My lens seeks out decay –rotting wood, darkened cavities,as if my soul craves reassurancethat life persists even where deathhovers – I need a sign Discontent, I move on-drive the river roadsnail’s pace – praying forsomething to shakethis malaise […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Beautiful and serene landscapes V.J. I am fascinated by the shadows in your second photo.
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Thanks.
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What beautiful landscapes! I, too, am very much attached to the land where I live. I need its four seasons to maintain my equilibrium.
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There is something to that! Thanks.
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VJ, the path looks so inviting. It beckons for a walk, run or drive. Keith
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My path to peace, Keith. Always some treasure to find. Thanks.
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Beautiful, I especially love the shadows.
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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My eye went to the shadows as well.
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