IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Oh, the fall!
Taking away so much but also giving us views like these.
Thank you so much for sharing this with my challenge, V.J. 🙂
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Thank you, Hammad. One of my favourite challenges
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Lovely skyscapes. They remind me of the sky above my home. 🙂
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Thanks Liz. If I remember correctly, winter has some gorgeous blue skies too.
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You’re welcome, V.J. Yes, winter does have some gorgeous blue skies.
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I too recently did one sky click
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Sky is so intriguing – always changing.
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True..mixture of colors sometimes
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