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 
Beautiful long-legged birds. I’m particuarly taken with the shadow of the bird in the first photo.
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thanks Liz. Right time of day.
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You’re welcome, V.J. Right place, right time, eh?
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Great legs! Awesome capture of the GBH with the crawdad? Crawfish? We called them crawdaddies in Texas. LOL! 🙂
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Crayfish we call them. Thanks.
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Yep all the same! Crawdaddies. LOL! I never cared to eat them myself.
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Me neither. Fun to hunt down though when I was a kid.
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Yes, tromping in the mud! Awe the days of youth! 🙂
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Oh you have lovely long legs! I mean the bird 😃🤣
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Ha ha ha. That made me laugh out loud. As a young woman, I was often called big bird because of my long skinny legs
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Glad I could send some laughter! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts 🤗
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Welcome!
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Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks!
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