Words, like cricketsleap from my mindchirping pests whosetrajectory eludesdulled reflexes,scuttling aboutperiphery of logic Harmless, really,in the singular –cacophony of multitudesthreatening to multiplytake with themsemblance of sanity Intuit a rhythmI counsel selfto define the notes in workable phrasescapture essenceand reason message but the invadersadverse to linearitydisappear beneaththe floorboardsof my conscious mind. (Found this poem, languishing in […]
How to circumnavigateunexpected glaciers? I am unnervedthoughts spirallingchasing faults Have I been remiss?Replay the scenerewrite the scripttill comprehension dawns What lies beneath frozen surfaceis self-inflicted sorrow:covetous desire aching (Image my own)
I like to wear garlicwhen creating art –keeps the demonsfrom taking part Days I forgetperspective lost –whirlwind of inkquite deceptive (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @VjknutsonArt my own)
Great shots!
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Thanks.
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Most welcome!
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Hahaha!
This is a nice take on the wordless 😀
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Pictures say it all.
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They look like they’re having lots of fun! 🙂 ❤
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They were actually fighting over a female. I just kept clicking to capture the action. She sat by quietly smug.
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