The times I waited –restless and ragingdeliberately put on holddismissed, degraded, ignored. Why did I put up with that?Was I so afraid I’d lose it all?So uncertain about a future? How the children came to meneed in their eyes, little armsbegging to be embraced,and I too blinded to reach outfixated on the anger, powerless,immersed myself […]
Clouds bundleshift and foldcotton strata Trees huddleconfidence incommunity Emotions stackone on anotherco-mingling hues Beneath layersan eternal glowsun certainty. (First published April 2021. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
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Very lovely, VJ, and so true.
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Thank you, Eugi!
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Most welcome, VJ.
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It’s lovely, VJ. It’s true.
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Thank you, Miriam
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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“the magic of color to unleash the unknowable” – so good!
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Thanks wynne
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Oh…the power of brushstrokes. I think my mom understood and it’s why she painted. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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I’m sure she did – so much is expressed in colour that could not be said otherwise.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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I love this! It’s perfect.
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😊🙏
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