An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
*smile*
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Stunning image and I love the witty poem, VJ!
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Thanks Eugi. Good to change up the tone
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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All this is so fantastic, VJ! Fun!!
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Thanks Eilene!
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Beautiful words, amazing art. 😊
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Thanks 😁
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Love the poem…but the image? Ohhh….what’s the medium, VJ? I love the stained glass-like illusion and the haunting image — hovering by the monument in the center.
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Thanks. I use a couple of editing apps – Befunky and PhotoLeap. It’s fun to cut and paste images.
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Pretty stunning, I say. You’re soooo talented. Hugs to you today! 🥰
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I got a big kick out of your poem. I love the image, too.
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Thanks Liz. Glad I could raise a smile
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Your poem made me smile. The rhyming endings fit the tone so well. And I like the fractured art – reminding me of tombstones aging and hauntings…
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Thanks Sarah!
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