At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Wow! Some things are meant to be!
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Oh, I love that second photo. So, glad you stopped to capture it.
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Those rare, cool moments. Thanks
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You’re welcome.
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Both are very beautiful photos, VJ. (I’d put a like too, but my “like” ability has a dysfunction for some reason. Need to contact Help…)
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Thanks. My acts up at times too.
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I love “a second glance of golden glory.” Beautiful!
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Thanks Wynne.
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An awe-inspiring sunset. Thank you for capturing the moment for us.
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Lovely view.
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Thanks
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You’re welcome
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