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 […]
I also love the house!
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Thanks 😊
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I love those kind of houses! 🙂 ❤
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I’d love to see inside. So intriguing.
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Yes me too! 🙂 ❤
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I love those old houses, such character. You don’t see many like them out here on the prairies.
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I hear that. One of our kids just returned from Manitoba and remarked on the difference in house styles.
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Ontario has so many gems!
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VJ, don’t you just love interesting shaped houses? Keith
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I do Keith. Have to confess, my husband and I did a tour of a nearby town just photographing the eclectic houses.
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VJ, my wife and I would be right there with you. Keith
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I want to live in that first house!
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I know, right?! I call it the Adam’s family house.
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I can see that!
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