The place remains in my dreamslike a movie set preserved… Have assigned each rooma critique – disclosed the crimes Yet, it remains, like a beacondraws me to it, begs reflection What if I could go backnow that I can breathe Now that I’ve laid claim to maturity;would I discover a sudden windfall? Makeover conditioned motifs;reevaluate […]
Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
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.)
Love those swans!
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I do too! Thanks.
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Today it warmed up enough to poke around outside, but most of the birds still seemed to be hiding. It seems that in my area January is a month for many to hole up. My cat sits at the door in front of the window and gets mad at me for not putting more feed out ( or so it seems to me).
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Lol. Hate it when our animals penetrate our minds.
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Wonderful bird photos 😀
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Thanks 😊
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Gorgeously beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah
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Wow! I love the photo of swans flying
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Thanks 😊
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I’ve never seen a swan fly, just float.
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Good point. I don’t ever remember seeing the local mute swans fly. These ones are migrating
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I didn’t know that swans migrate, either. (I guess I don’t know much about swans!)
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Lol.
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