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 
I really like the composition of both photos.
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Both photos are clever in contrasts. In the first, the colorful sign moves the viewer’s eye in and out of the buildings, and in the second, nature is swallowing the industry. I really like them both. 🙂
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Thanks Susan
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VJ, these are wonderful industrial photos for this week. 😀 😀 Thanks for joining in the fun 😀
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My pleasure, always
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looks haunted…(K)
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Doesn’t it. I thought so too
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