There is comfortin old friendships,reminders of thingsforgotten, of misguidedadventures, and the follyof youth; and there is hopeinstilled by the passage of timeand the evidence that while lifechanges, some things endure, and;it is in the comfort of old friendshipsthat we find strength to believe in ourselves,and the will to penetrate lingering angst, andembrace the possibility of […]
It was desireled me hereburied me alive Lust borrowedfrom lonelinesshis heart a tomb Flesh from fleshcan be extractedpsyche requires exorcism. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Solitude.I dream ofpanoramic silence –breathtakingboundless sanctity. Solitude.Wrapped in separatenesscardboard walls fallencurling corners of instability –no refuge in stillness. Solitude.Smothering starknessmadness reverberatingcanyons of alonenessoverbearing. Solitude.Persevereregale momentsfeathered encountersfaces on screenstendernessin voices. Solitude.Grace finds memercy lifts soulpossibilityopens the doorpanoramic. (This is a rewrite of an older poem, last appearing here in August, 2018. I submit it for Reena’s […]
I love these! I am particularly drawn to the white duck. He is such a pure white accented with his orange beak, it’s as if he came directly from the pages of a children’s picture book.
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That’s what I think too. Hard to tell from the photo but it is actually a goose – like Mother Goose.
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Oh, OK!!
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Excellent pics!
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Thanks.
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Welcome! 😉
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Love the pics.
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Thanks Keith!
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Wonderful pics this week, V.J. The cockatoo on the right spoke to me. He said, “you lookin’ at me?”. Then the one on the left quietly spoke, “Really???” LOL! 🙂
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They were quite the characters. Thanks Lisa.
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I love these! They’re so adorable! Thanks for sharing V.J! 🙂
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Thank you!
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