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 […]
Wonderful wishes. I hope they will come true for you.
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Thanks Tanja!
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Nice list, VJ.
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😊
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A great list, VJ!
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Thanks Wynne
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Moments are on my list as well. I shall take them as they come!
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Nice to do list.
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More like a wish list these days, lol.
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Most of your things are on my list….I’d add hanging out with my son, spending time weaving, snowshoeing if weather permits…
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Weaving is an incredible art, and yes, time with grown children too.
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