When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Beautiful, VJ!
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Thank you, Susi
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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Red is definitely a mood lifter. There were two red cardinals on the barren tree outside our balcony the other day. They’re easy to spot against the drabness.
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They are so striking. Always lifts my spirits.
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Me too! Berries the birds don’t eat brighten up winter. I always lament at the clothing choices for winter coats – mostly black. Last year, I bought a bright white parka (super warm as well). I love the combo photo and poem. That could be a poster on my wall.
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Thanks Sarah. I’m with you on the black coats – also bought a white one last year – must be a poetry thing, lol.
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I love it! The internal rhyme in the fourth line works particuarly well.
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Beautiful! Red can lighten up and day.
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Yes, it does!
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❤️
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