Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)
We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]
One Woman's Quest II 
How pretty! Love the first one especially
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Thank you!
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so beautiful………..this needs to be framed and hung on a wall. 🙂
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Thanks so much Wendi!
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you are very welcome 🙂
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Such a beautiful post, V.J. ❤ Love the elegance of the last floral photo.
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Wonderful photos for nature 😀 😀
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Very Pretty VJ!
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Thanks!
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I’m particularly taken with the composition and gray-blue shades of the middle photo.
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Thanks Liz. I feel the same way – there is something magically haunting about the image, I thought.
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True! Lovely…
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Thank you!
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