I got a glimpse of life or what it could be -I spent the rest of my life visualizing guarded boundaries of the possible https://scvincent.com/2019/05/23/thursday-photo-prompt-transition-writephoto/
Vision
I got a glimpse of life or what it could be -I spent the rest of my life visualizing guarded boundaries of the possible https://scvincent.com/2019/05/23/thursday-photo-prompt-transition-writephoto/
I cannot help but stop and look at this inexplicable estrangement It is mysterious, It is cryptic, however…. Is it ambivalence? however hard I try I will always be lonesome and blame others for my loneliness How happy is the woolly ambivalence! Does the ambivalence make you shiver? Does it? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/tale-weaver-224-estrangement-may-23rd/
“You left us alone when we needed you the most. Being called a swindler’s family is not an easy label to live with.” Her eyes were brimming with tears, as she spoke. “It was a frame-up.” “Why couldn’t you defend yourself?” “To protect someone else – someone you care about more than me.” https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2019/05/22/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-56/
Family matters by Leonard White (Len)

We walk our lonely paths of quiet decay. Structures, once vibrant and alive, are worn down by the passage of time and buffeted by the winds of indifference. Old ways of being morph into future generations and new structures are born.
Eight babies poured from my mother’s womb in eight years, then someone turned off the tap and the babies stopped flowing. I was the fourth of the eight children my parents raised in our three bedroom apartment. The apartment was unending chaos. With my father absent ten hours a day my mother tried hard to cope but was heavily outnumbered. I remember pouring Coca Cola on top of my cereal for breakfast, eating three different flavours…
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A small note scribbled at the bottom of this signboard… I’m on the way to drop my child to school. They have specified where to buy the food, uniforms and books from, where to get the gas filled etc. Please get yourself empanelled. I’d love to drop by sometimes… Reply from owner Please ensure that … Continue reading Forget your woes
The pony extricated itself from paper, and galloped away… I think that a child’s imagination is in overdrive, till I see a live pony in my backyard, looking intently at my daughter, awaiting instructions. “Carla, where did this come from?” She shows me a book called ‘Velveteen Rabbit’, where a boy’s love brings his toy … Continue reading I believe in you
I'll never be unhappy as long as I don't link my happiness with yours https://patriciasplace.me/2019/05/22/in-other-words-unhappy/
Home is where I see boundaries being redefined to accommodate me https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/22/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-may-22nd-2019-my-home-is-my-castle/
Landscapes ..... wonderful in its brevity ... by Frank Hubeny
I spilt oil on art paper yesterday You made it look like a map dry twigs pencilled on stains -an artistic twist on a talent I never had You sold it with due credits to me -originator of the art Mentor, where would I be without you? I’m eternally grateful -but the hollowness sings … Continue reading I see but don’t like