I seek the elusive –organize thoughtsattempt to drawreason from obtuse Project possibilityinto unattainablehoping to acquiremarketable commodity Refuse to acknowledgehappiness is subjectiveand bliss reservedfor those who let go. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
These thought processes…I am inside out, shredded…on so many levelsout of sync…hear my own wordsnothing but hot airmaking me so dizzythat I’m becoming afraidof heights….phobic, actually Breathe,I remember somewherebetween gulps of heliumand the hammeringin my head…breathe… Platitudes have no placein this momentin the inside outemotionally raw now So, I’ll quit the wordsbreathe until I find […]
In Calculus, I excelledthough I’d never say –intellect, the monster,rendered me target. Lesson learnedI feigned disinterestmimicked others’ struggletucked the tests results away Principles of calculusno longer apply –shame of capabilitystill a failing grade.
beautifully and peacefully sad………
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Thanks Wendi
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Lovely captures!
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Thank you.
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Gorgeous! I love wandering through cemeteries and imagining all the stories of the people.
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Our town has seven trails, and one goes through the cemetery – a good place to take the camera. Thanks Heather.
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So beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. What skies lie ahead, I wonder.
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Me too my friend! 🙂 ❤
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When I saw the first photo, John Lee Hooker’s “Decoration Day” immediately came to mind.
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Well there’s a name I haven’t heard for a long time – had to give a listen. Thanks for that!
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