Discharge the gun –
protection a vessel
through which our depths
are undefined…adrift
Fear is a burrower
wears a false crown
births loss
trusts danger
Hearts beg,
amid this trigger-readiness
for a guardian – unafraid
to court this meaningless
Futility unchecked –
to study productive options
unimaginable in the current
state of chaos on repeat.
(Art my own)
words of despair captured brilliantly VJ❣️
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Thanks Cindy
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Welcome VJ!💕
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This definitely caught my attention ..shivers .Anita
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Beautiful artwork, VJ. ❤️
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Thank you!
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The last stanza encapsulates where the US is right now–and it’s only getting worse. I despair; I really do.
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I despair for you, Liz.
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Thank you, VJ.
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A powerful piece. Love the artwork!
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Thank you!
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💜
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“Fear is a burrower”…oh my…yes!
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Thanks Victoria
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That was the line that stood out for me as well, Victoria.
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🥰
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Shivers. Powerful. Yes.
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Thanks Susan
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Finger snaps.
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Whew!
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Yep
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