Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Stunning hue contrast
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Thanks. I thought so too.
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So bright and beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks Deborah!
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😊 beauties
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Thanks.
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Such beauties and the last line adds so much depth!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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I love how the last line adds another layer of meaning to the observation of flowers.
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Thanks Liz for noticing.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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