Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
Restlessness accompanies meon this sojourn today –unfazed by ripe redbelly of robin,or shimmering emeraldof breeding merganser’s crown. My lens seeks out decay –rotting wood, darkened cavities,as if my soul craves reassurancethat life persists even where deathhovers – I need a sign Discontent, I move on-drive the river roadsnail’s pace – praying forsomething to shakethis malaise […]
One Woman's Quest II 
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Thanks so much, Cee. I am full of the joy of young ones.
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VJ, I really like all of your photos. They all give a different feeling 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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The last one is my favorite. Late summer?
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Yes, late summer.
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Very serene.
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I find a different energy in each one that soothes me, or like the first, energises me.
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Thanks Paul. That is what I was going for.
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How refreshing! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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….that precipitous drop in the top photograph is spellbinding. As a child we lived relatively near Niagara Falls and I remember standing at the railed-in edge of Horseshoe Falls and feeling mesmerized and almost sick with the feeling that the water was beckoning me, like a siren, to become one with it.
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Yes! We lived near there too for a spell. This isn’t quite as steep of a drop but still gave me the same feeling – old age making me wobblier, lol.
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….hahahaha! I’m glad I’m not the only one.
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