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)
Blue the sky, white the earth!
Just perfect 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing this with my challenge and apologies for checking so late 🙂
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No worries. Hope all is well in your world.
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Yes, very much indeed. Both family members tested negative recently for COVID but the journey towards recovery is not over yet.
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I understand it can be a long process.
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That first photo is a wow VJ 🙂 🙂
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Thanks
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Yeah, you are back!
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How beautiful the blue against the white snow.
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Thanks. Winter has her moments
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It does for sure.
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These remind me of winter skies in Vermont. I love the brilliant blue against the white of the snow.
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The best of winter.
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🙂
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Lovely view!
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Thanks
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