That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]
Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.
Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.
One Woman's Quest II 
This looks so lovely, V.J. The shades of fall on the trees against the backdrop of such clouds, just nothing but serene. Thank you very much for participating in my challenge with this amazing sky photo 🙂
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Thanks Hammad.
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I particularly like how textural the clouds are in this photos.
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I’m glad you noticed that – they looked silky to me but I wasn’t sure the photos conveyed it.
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Yes, they conveyed it very clearly.
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