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 
Planes like this aren’t common in my town. We only see commercial planes or air force jets on our sky.
Thank you very much for keep on posting for my challenge, V.J. 🙂
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I like you challenge. Always a pleasure.
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Love the glow around the plane!
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Thanks. A quick shot with a cool result.
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You’re welcome.
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Enjoy your weekend sky! Ours is cloudless today. First time in I don’t know how long.
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Enjoy it. The rain is back here.
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I enjoyed the heck out of it!
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Hooray!
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😀
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VJ, I just left a post that was honoring Amelia Earhart and saw your planes. That is kismet. Keith
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Indeed!
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