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 […]
One Woman's Quest II 
What a cutie! Lovely image, VJ, and so right about hanging on!
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Thanks 🙏
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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Amen! And I love the photo of the wren.
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Thanks.
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Welcome. 😉
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So true VJ! Is that bird some type of wren? Its body shape reminds me a lot of the little Carolina wrens who like to perch on my back deck and sing at the top of their lungs.😊 Hope you’re doing well sweet friend!
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Hi Terri! Nice to hear from you. That is a rock wren, photographed in Arizona. I love when the Carolina wrens visit. So cute.
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Great lines and image 👍🏼
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Haha. Beautiful. 😊
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I think we’ve all been there at one time or another. I love the photo, a study in shades and textures of brown.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Nice.
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Thanks Keith
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So true VJ
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Thanks 😊
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Pleasure, my friend
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😊😊
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