Was moonstone,
the year I travelled

Crossed the ocean
landed in a shared
caravan in Wales

Tongue tripping
over place names
thought echoing

over green, mountainous
expanses – heart mending

with each panoramic
view of Lake Bala.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

28 thoughts on “Wales”

  1. Traveling somewhere completely different from home is so healing when your heart needs to heal. Even if it is so different that your tongue trips over names and thoughts echo in the mountains. Beautiful images here, VJ.

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