Charcoal-etched dreams
smudged on the canvas of time…
Direction has been lacking,
understanding remiss
That I remain – sail upright –
is feat enough…
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Sketch my own)
Charcoal-etched dreams
smudged on the canvas of time…
Direction has been lacking,
understanding remiss
That I remain – sail upright –
is feat enough…
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Sketch my own)
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I love your drawing, VJ. You are doing great at sailing upright.
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Thanks LuAnne. Some days better than others
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Especially poignant at a time when I’m feeling depleted in spirit and evaluation my direction. I have enough life experience to know I’ll get through it, but, I totally feel the last stanza too…
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We sail on! Knowing tomorrow is a new day
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Absolutely! 🙂
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“That I remain – sail upright –
is feat enough…”
Hell. Yes.
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Thanks Ray!
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I like this poem of strength and hope.
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Very lovely 💞
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Thanks you!
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This is wonderful….The last stanza says it all.
Lovely charcoal drawing. 🙂
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Thank you, Janet
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Beautiful. I love this one, VJ!!
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Thank you!
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A portage may be needed.
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Definitely 😁
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Sailing at night can be hazardous
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😄
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Sail on, Sister!
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😊
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🩶
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