Influence minimal,
once hair turns white
and body slows to sloth
Only words – genderless
and without context
serve to blindside
Last weapon of age.
(Image from created by yours truly.)
Armed
One Woman's Quest
Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
You are well-armed indeed, VJ!
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Lol. Thanks Jazz!
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Poem and picture so lovely! ❤
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Thank you!
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I am totally taken by your artwork. Soft and free.
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Thank you so much. It’s digital art.
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I love this – words and art.
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Thank you!
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I’m slow today, and anchored by age……………
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….and armed with words, Ivor…your words are still sharp.
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You are very kind V.J.
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Just honest.
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Haha , then honestly kind……xxx
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This is so good.
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Thanks so much!
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I definitely know the feeling that words are all I have left now.
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Never imagined it would be this way, but at least we have that.
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Very nice.
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Thank you.
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