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 […]
This end delivered a really nice touch.
Thank you so much for sharing this with my challenge 🙂
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Your welcome, Hammad.
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Gorgeous captures!
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Thanks 😊
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Ethereal – beautiful work VJ
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Thanks Paul.
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Such a beautiful photo
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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I agree with the other comments! Brilliant photos! 🙂 ❤
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Wow, Wow! That second one would be lovely framed and hung on the wall, such a captivating image!
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Thanks Heather. The sky gave me quite a show.
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It did! You’re welcome.
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I love these two skyscapes! They seem to be trying to tell us something.
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Don’t they! I felt the same way. Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ. 🙂
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