Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Just a perfect treat for my summer 👌
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Thanks
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That frozen corner is certainly chilly but I won’t mind touch it 🙂
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We used to break them off as kids and lick them like popsicles.
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These are really lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks my friend!
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I really like the flowering tree against the blurred background in the first photo.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Oh VJ, I am loving the ice. Wonderful photos for this week. 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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VJ, I love the change of pace with black and white footage. Keith
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Thanks Keith.
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