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.)
Wow, wonderful close ups!
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Thank you!
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Love the contrasts!
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Wonderful close ups of the two seasons. Thanks V.J. 😀
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These are very lovely! I really like that flower although I do not know what it is! Great job! 🙂 ❤
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It’s a milkweed pod expelling its seeds. Thanks.
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Thank you for letting me know! 🙂 ❤
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VJ, almost stalactite-like those icicles. Keith
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Aren’t they!
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I can hear my mother’s scolding me now: Don’t stand under those icicles!! I love the milkweed photo. When I was a kid, I loved how the pods would open to release their seeds.
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Both definitely reminiscent of childhood!
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😀
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These are great. I especially love the plant. You’ve really captured it’s delicacy and it’s strength!
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Thanks Heather
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Welcome!
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