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 […]
Nicely done 🙂
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Thanks
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Great photos!
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Thanks!
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Most welcome!
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The duck looks angry and the rabbit is so cute!
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Thanks Teresa. Never know what I’m going to find in my backyard.
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Oh what marvelous photos you have for us this week 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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I really love these! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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That is funny. I was thinking is this real or some form of art work. Thanks for sharing..
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He was right outside my window. The dogs were ballistic.
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Hmm, I wonder what that fellow is thinking . . .
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“What’s up Doc?”
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😀
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