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 […]
Beware the hawk – who has spied a smaller bird to the left, meanwhile the heron spears a fish, its dangerous out there.
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Lol. It can be. What I failed to look out for were the insects that bite – am covered.
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Ha, yes, nature will get you one way or another 🙂
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Wow! Great shots!
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Thanks.
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Lovely captures.
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Wow, that’s a great close up of the heron!
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Thanks. He was too busy to spot me.
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Very nice!
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