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)
Wow!
Pink sky out in the field. This is really special.
Thank you very much for sharing this amazing sky capture with my challenge 🙂
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Thanks Hammad.
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Takes me back those silos, sigh.
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Yes! Love the scenery.
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Yes!
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Pretty 🤩
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Thanks.
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So majestic! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks.
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So awesome!
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Thanks!
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Very nice!
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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These two photos are particularly inspired!
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Thanks Liz. Literally sped down the road to catch them, lol.
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