
Turning (tanka)
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VJ
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. View all posts by VJ
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. View all posts by VJ
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Ah, we never expect those turnings, do we?
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No, although we should I suppose.
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So, so true! Loved the image too, VJ! 🙂
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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excellent VJ! 🙂 😊😊
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Thank you!
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so good – thank you for the seed your planted in my mind! Linda 💚🌟❤️
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Thank you!
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❤️🌟💚
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A thought-provoking poem.
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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love this “turning”
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Thank you
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🙂
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Nicely enigmatic
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Thanks Derrick
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Love this poem, especially the last line. Thanks, VJ! 🙂
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Thanks Lori
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A thought provoking tanka.
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Thank you!
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You’re most welcome VJ
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Tankalicious, VJ. Thanks
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So many detours
and hidden contours.
Who are these saboteurs?
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Right?!
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