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 […]
One Woman's Quest II 
The arched tunnel between the trees looks very inviting, one wants to walk into it.
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Yes, I had that impression. Thanks Tanja
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I love black and white photography. This is beautiful, and thank you, Cee, for providing the challenge.
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VJ, I really adore both your arches for this week 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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Great job! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you!
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I love the composition of that first photo!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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