Baiting her line with incantationsshe casts her spell… imaginesan ocean of possibilitiesready to nibble at her bidding As if words hold swayand patience, power; believes right intent is lure enoughto reel in destiny, determine fate. (Rewrite of piece formerly entitled ‘Fishing’.Image my own. Perhaps a silly goose?)
Trade you an ‘n’for a ‘v’, I saidto the moonto the sunto the birdat my window All obligedand nowmy lonely dayis lovely,lovely,lovely. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @VjknutsonArt my own.)
Service contentmentBe a vessel –giving and receivingCreate ripplesInspireBe presentPush through limitsBe bliss spreadingviral joy (I’ve started a new project: reading through old journals – mostly griping – to find new messages, new poetry.This is my first result. Image my own.)
I love the red cardinal on the snow-covered branch. He looks quite self-satisfied–and rightly so!
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They are so regal. Especially this time of year.
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I always get very excited whenever I spot one in our yard.
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Nice captures!
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Thanks
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Those are both great photos. You have a good eye capturing the flag in the window.
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Thanks Heather.
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You’re welcome!
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VJ, such a stately cardinal. Keith
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Thanks Keith!
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