Paradise:Where the clouds of yesterdaypierced by the hope of tomorrowlinger over today’s shores. 7(For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: paradise. Image my own.)
Let’s chat! Seldom an invitationto friendly repartee Voices will risefoment latent resentment Where’s the purpose in that? I already bear the marksof vile contempt, soul-etchedin permanent ink. Let’s chat?I’d rather not. (Image my own.)
(Warning: this poem discusses the effects of sexual assault, and may be disturbing to some readers.) Back and forth I travel, searchingfor her – retrace every bend, curve,detour – back to the water, the sand,the beach where I lost her…haunted by velvet brown eyes – bedroom eyes,they told her, men with greedy loins,calculating – I […]
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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