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.)
One Woman's Quest II 
Beautiful and uplifting to see new life.
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Uplifting is a good description. Thanks.
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Most welcome.
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A sure sign of spring. Lovely photos.
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This farm has so many horses. Love to see all the moms and babies this time of year.
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Ontario seems to have more farms with horses. For me, here, this time of year it’s the Mama cows and their calves. All spring babies are a delight!
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They sure are!
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How wondrous! 🙂 ❤
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They really are! Happy Easter, Deborah!
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Precious and beautiful!!
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They sure are!
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VJ thanks for sharing. It is always a wonder that something so new can stand on its feet. Keith
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😊
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So sweet.
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It’s always good to see new life in the spring!
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😊
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