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 […]
Lovely indeed 🙂
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Thanks!
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oh my goodness, this looks like my grandparents backyard from when I was a kid……..thank you!!!
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Must have been a dreamy spot for kids to visit. Thanks Wendi.
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it was………thank you!!!
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My pleasure.
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My favorite springtime green!
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It speaks to the soul, doesn’t it!
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Indeed it does!
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Oh the peace I receive when I look at these pictures! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks. They do the same for me.
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So serene!
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Thanks.
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