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.
I offer Rage a chairinvite a conversation She rants about childhoodand neglect, powerlessnessin the face of abuse And I nod and remember,suggest she’s also feeling grief And she talks about cryingalone, no one caring, and howI don’t let her cry anymore I put up walls, I agree,and ask how I can help Stop leaving me […]
I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve had this experience!
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Glad you can relate.
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🙂
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Beautiful, VJ.
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Thank you!
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Lovely post, V.J.
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Thanks
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VJ, well said. We still should venture that road less taken, at least on occasion. Unless it there is a sign that says watch for bears. Keith
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Lol. True. Thanks Keith.
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Perfect words embracing nature’s message in the photos! ❤
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome my friend! ❤
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Beautiful, VJ! Words are very moving.
Thank you for sharing with us.
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Thanks for hosting!
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Lovely post VJ. Your sentiment really hit home this week
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Thanks Tina!
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