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 […]
I love the black and white! It has an aura of peacefulness about it.
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It does. Good description. Thanks.
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My pleasure.
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VJ, the vines on the dead tree look like a unicorn. Nice capture. Keith
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Interesting! Thanks Keith
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Very unique! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks
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I like these very much! The black-and-white works really well.
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Thanks. It changes a lot to remove the colour. But a good exercise to do.
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You’re welcome. It’s amazing how much the feeling of a photograph is changed when it becomes black-and-white.
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