It’s just a moth, I offeredthat blue moon nightrattling windowschafing nerves We’d chosen exile –sister and I – refuge from family demons, not ours to claim Innocence borrowsresponsibility – I boreit like a badge;she shattered Could not discriminatedarkness from her owninner light – soughtto end the fury I’ll carry us both,I murmured, too youngto recognize […]
Countless, the timesI’ve spoken out of place –words spilling unfiltered –grading myself harshlyin the aftermath – Yet a pauciloquent tonguewould leave me drowningthoughts stirringin a stagnant pool –perhaps I’ll strivefor moderation. (Image my own)
Tell my woes to Rivershe listens graciouslyan empathic mirror Not so the Jackdawwhose arrogant clatteringderides self-pity Slaps me consciousfor I am victim, yes, andif not careful, abuser. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknuton.Image my own)
Very amazing. Wishing you a lovely set of holidays, V.J. 🙂
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Thank you
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I love this ornament!! I’ve never seen anything like it.
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It’s an old one – always a favourite.
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Awww, I love your ornaments, VJ!
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Thanks Eugi.
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Ha! LOVE it!!
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Thanks John.
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Oh, adorable, VJ! But I founda hole in the bird food bag in the garage the other day, and the seeds are leaking out. We have got a mouse restaurant too!
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Oh dear. Not always so good. Thanks
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That’s so awwwdorable! 🙂 ❤
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Isn’t it! Thanks.
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LOL, those darned mice! Your ornaments are adorable V.J.
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Thanks Tina!
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