At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Nicely done 🙂
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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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