Descending
into the mythical
entranced
spurred by
severity of
current challenge
Call it fantasy
but attempting
movement is
destroying
my passage
I am pulling,
shattering
this barricade
of a life; blue
progressing:
ocean bound.
(Mermaid Dreams was originally written in December of 2016, two years bedridden. Only in the dreamtime was I whole and capable of overcoming. Dreams are one thing I can talk about for thirty minutes without preparation: my challenge this week. Image my own.)
Superbly evoked
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Loved the imagination,loved the poetry ❤
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Thank you!
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Hello dear friend. I loved your work today. Hello from Michigan.
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Thanks John. Hope you are keeping well.
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The artwork is gorgeous, the poem poignant, the last stanza perfect — those first lines of it especially, wow!
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Thanks dear Lia!
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I really like the mermaid metaphor for trying to escape the reality of your physical state. I could feel that pull and tug in the last stanza, trying to head for the open sea. I also really like the image. What medium is it? It looks a little like pastels, but I’m not sure.
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Thanks Liz. I had many mermaid dreams during that time – for me symbolic of being able to navigate greater depths of existence. The image is actually a photograph, altered.
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You’re welcome, VJ. I wasn’t sure about the image; I went back and forth between altered photo and pastels.
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Lol. I dabble in pastels but haven’t got to the stage of anything presentable.
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You have made it to the other side, and it’s great to see your beautiful work as a testimony to your perseverance. Great work.
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Thank you Nicole. Creativity was the gift I gave myself in the midst of all this. Never too late to start, right!
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That is so true. And I think you’ve always had it in you. You’re an inspiration. Warm hugs to you for Thursday.
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Thanks so much. Right back at you!
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Wow, this one really tugged at my heartstrings VJ. Knowing your story makes it all the more impactful.
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Thanks Terri.
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Did you say you were bedridden for TWO years???
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Three all together. Luckily, I’m putting that behind me, although I’m told my disease is remitting and relapsing.
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Eek! Fingers crossed it is not.
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Thanks! I keep facing forward.
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Very inspiring poem 👌🙏🌷
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Thank you
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🌷🙏🌷
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This is quite powerful! Well done! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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follow back will be appreciated
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Asking for a follow back is not seen as proper etiquette in the blogging world. I see that your blog is just getting started. I’m not in the numbers game, but am willing to develop a relationship with an established blogger. Keep going and keep in touch.
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keep supporting
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Happy to do that. Just so you know, the reason I don’t follow new blogs is because scammers use the link up to cause havoc. I’ve been burned.
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You are not only an amazing writer but an amazing artist too. Loved the painting V.J!!
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Thanks Radhika!
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Very challenging indeed. The image compliments the sentiment of your poem.
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Thanks Heather.
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You’re welcome.
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Being Bedridden for long periods are definitely challenging times V.J. … my many dreams were vivid … and with a pencil and notebook, I was able to stay reasonably sane ..
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My experience too, Ivor. A great inner source.
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