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.
Lovely foregrounds and backgrounds,VJ.
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Thanks, Judy
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You do leafy frames very well!!
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I agree!
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Thanks Wynne
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😊
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VJ, I like your placement of the two flora and lake pictures as they seem to play off each other. Well done. Keith
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Thanks Keith
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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