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 […]
Lovely pictures
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These are so beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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Thanks VJ. The colors always amaze. Keith
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Thanks 😊 Keith. I forgot to add in the cardinals- always a bright spot.
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Such pretty birds. I hope they’re gracing you with birdsong throughout the day.
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They definitely do. Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ. I’m glad you’re being graced with birdsong. It’s one of the simple pleasures of summer, wth the possible exception of our nightly whip-poor will, who can get rather obstreperous at times.
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