Eagle arrivesand I am at oncesmall, insignificant Breath heldI am stillness basking in majesty Till ubiquitous crowcalls his cronies,chases eagle off Everything gains perspective. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Cast my shadow over white banksassert presence: proud, defiant Will find beauty in deserted placesand colour in the monochrome Haunted by a Winter state of mindresolved to stretch despite chill. (Image my creation)
He fills the homewith sweetness –serenades their love –while she picks awayat every gesture,imagining subterfuge His floral wordsonly serve to pokedoubts – she readsbetween the linesof ornamental landmines He lights candlesto set a mood,but she is alreadyplanning a funeral –her wrung out heartunwilling to fall.
One Woman's Quest II 
Somehow, there’s still beauty of the remains
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And the intrigue…
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The first image is fascinating! Great shot!
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Thanks 😊
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You’re welcome. 😊
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Nice images for this challenge VJ. Both have seen better days.
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Thanks Anne
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That first image took my breath away!
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Thanks!
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The first image is my favorite, VJ! Beautifully captured!
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Thanks Amy
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The lack of foliage (seasonal or end-of-life) reveals fascinating geometric art – no two trees alike!
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You are so right. These old trees fascinate me.
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These are very lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah
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Poor tree – it really HAS seen better days.
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Still standing though!
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I particularly like the first image. It’s mistily evocative.
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Thanks Liz. It was a foggy morning.
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You’re welcome, VJ. I do enjoy a foggy morning.
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VJ, that tree by the road looks like sentinel. Halt, who goes there. Keith
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Yes, it does. Greets us on our way into town.
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