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)
Children moanreflect the day’s gloom We are virus-cautiousconfined indoors While ‘I-wannas’buzz at windowpanes and news feeds mountthe terror – I scream silently, pray foruncommon patience Pause as eagle,soaring overhead tips a wing my waybids me a good day. (Eugi’s Weekly Prompt is soaring. Image my own)
I lied. The initial seed of disappointment has fermented, and in the absence of confrontation, grown roots written sorrowful chaptersconclusion: unworthiness Why couldn’t I just have said:I don’t understandthis makes me unhappy? Where did I learn that prevarication protectsthat I alone am responsible for emotionsthat I do not matter? Decades laterI still cannot uproot the […]
Your photos bring the quote to life! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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Great quote. We’re too often in a hurry to really notice. Love the textures in this photo.
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Even I, with my slow stroll, almost missed this shot. We need to be present to catch the magic.
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So true!
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The quotes such a simple observation with pretty sweeping implications. Lots of times the simple beats the complex.
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True! Thanks for commenting.
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I love the quote! I hadn’t run across it before. The accompanying photos play off it very well.
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Thanks. I hadn’t heard it before either, but thought it suited this photo.
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You’re welcome. The internet is giving us access to all kinds of insights we wouldn’t otherwise encounter.
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Yes, it is!
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