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)
Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]
Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Wonderful remembering!
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Wonderful memory!
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Let’s hope!
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You’re right, V.J., this was a good way to ease the tension. (and I do remember the wax paper sandwich bags!) 🙂
http://oneletterup.com/2020/04/24/summer-times
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Lol. I do too!
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Wonderful!
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Thanks for joining in!
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On a cheery note for Earth Day. 🙂 https://odaciuk.wordpress.com/2020/04/22/remember/
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Lovely. Thanks.
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Take me back there!
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Here is what you inspired me to write today.
http://susansplace.blog/2020/04/22/remembering-back-2/
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Glad I could be of inspiration.
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Love this!
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Good one!
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These are all great memories, especially the kids on the swings. Here’s mine – https://amanpan.blog/2020/04/21/popularity/
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Good one, Eugi!
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The picture of the kids on the swing brings back great memories of my childhood! Running as fast as we could to able to grab a swing, as it was a thrill to see others wait for their turn! N swinging as high as high could be – like the boy in mid air!! Childhood bliss…Here’s mine – https://myheart2heart.blog/2020/04/21/cock-a-doodle-doo/
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Such good memories.
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I was so excited to see that sandwich wrapped in waxed paper! Oh dear . . .
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lol
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😀
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Here you go, VJ! https://iwriteher.com/2020/04/20/strangers-in-a-strange-land/
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Viruses have certainly proven to be powerful adversaries in the past.
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They will always be our most powerful adversaries. Each species has its “kryptonite” when it whacks other ecosystems out of balance.
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https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/04/20/memoirs/
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What do we really remember?
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VJ, your Mom’s dented pot cartoon reminded me of an old “Cathy” comic. The first pane showed the modern kitchen with all of the bells and whistles where little was cooked. The second pane showed our grandparents’ kitchens with a few pots and pans that made feasts every Sunday and nice meals every day. Keith
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Isn’t that the truth! Irony of life. Thanks for the chuckle, Keith.
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Hi V.J,
Hope you are doing good. Here is a positive one from me.
https://radhikasreflection.wordpress.com/2020/04/20/daily-investment-plan/
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An investment that makes you prosperous!
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