We held a garage sale this past Saturday – no small feat for two gimpy old folks. Fortunately, we had help, and as it was a town-wide event, there were many people out. Still exhausted two days later, but feeling like this squirrel with his treasure – blessed by abundance. (photo mine)
Favourite colour?Black, says shewithout hesitation; I falter, stumblemind reaching –who likes black? Is that a colour?It’s all colours,she’s nonchalant intent on task –carefully keepingwithin the lines Of course it is,ill equipped am Ito disagree, images of dark sombercorners, sorrowand death crows – Why black? ask I –composure forced –had anticipated pink equate childhoodwith primary shadessplotches of […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Very beautiful poem 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Thank you!
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Those clouds look so cool 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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Such a beautiful poem with stunning imagery. I love it! 💟
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Thanks Eugi!
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Loved the alliteration of the second stanza…like sailing swiftly down the road into the horizon…
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Yes! Thank you
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You’re welcome.
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A beautiful feel to your lines.
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Thank you
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Numinous darkness provides such great imagery VJ.
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Thanks Lou
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Speaking directly to my heart this morning, VJ. Thank you so much. And the photos? Sigh. So good. 💕
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Yes, these are photos. Living in the country offers the best sky views. Thanks.
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I love this! Both the feeling and the imagery.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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So beautifully expressed VJ. 😍
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Thanks Sadje
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Most welcome my friend
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