That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]
Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.
Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.
One Woman's Quest II 
Very beautiful
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Thanks Yvette!
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All so very different but also surreal. The photo of the lady and the owl took my fancy. A great contrast been the logical and the illogical. The first photo has such a dreamy quality. All thoroughly enjoyable, VJ. Thanks for participating.
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Thanks for hosting. Fun challenge.
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My pleasure.
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Very nice VJ, I love the blue and red plants!
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Thank you!
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I love the first image – absolutely gorgeous.
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Thankyou!
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Most welcome!
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Well done VJ! Loved that blue treatment!
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Thanks!
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Very amazing! 🙂 ❤
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😊😘
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Amazing! 😍
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Thanks
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My pleasure. 😊
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I particularly like the first image.
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I do too, Liz. Thanks
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Beautiful ❤️❤️
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😊🙏
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