IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Photo of a deer from the side was an unusual pose to see.
Also, I love the bird photo. Feels like you can reach out and touch the softness.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks Sara
LikeLiked by 1 person
Fabulous shots!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks 🙏
LikeLiked by 2 people
Most welcome!
LikeLiked by 1 person
These are wonderful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome. 🙂
LikeLike
The close ups really give us more of a sense that birds are thinking creatures.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, I think they are!
LikeLiked by 1 person
These are incredible! 🙂 ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
VJ, I love the little drip of water you captured on the beak. It looks like one drop had just hit the water. Keith
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks Keith
LikeLike
It looks like you were able to capture a drop of water from the swan’s beak just as it was hitting the water?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Yes. Lucky shot.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Call it skill. 😉
LikeLiked by 2 people