Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]
Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)
These bones, they saywill finish me – too brittleto withstand the race But I am Willowrecollection wispymy dance defiant Porous as a sea spongesoaking up each daymettle despite the rattle (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Nothing better than family time any time of the year. Thank you for sharing, VJ!
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My pleasure Eugi. A heart warming day.
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Great observations, with photos to match!
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Thanks Lou!
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These photos capture the comfort of family. Just wonderful!
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Thanks Heather.
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Beautiful memories.
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Yes, thanks.
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I couldn’t agree with you more about those lessons. Thank you for sharing your happy family photos with us. It looks like you had a wonderful Christmas!
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Such a blessing. Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Lovely photos. And great lessons learned
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Thanks Sadje.
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My pleasure
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