
My Oriental poppies they are the last burst of color from our garden in the Fall. They brighten my mornings while they are here.
They
were
Overjoyed
to release
Themselves
to
Creativity
The inner critic

Don't
Listen
to him
Surely you jest?
I am serious
and don't call me Shirley.
Raging against the sea
The wind took her despair
and threw it back in her face
She raged on
for though she felt small
Her Rage was
huge
Feminine Support
Feminine Support Foundations Strong
Built
on Love
Family
Honesty Truth
Integrity
Bonding together
For the Good
of All
Memories of my Aunty Gloria
Aunty Gloria and Uncle Jim
1960 ish
Aunt Gloria was a costumerVery talented she had over 500costumes in her basementI'll always remember her stitching those sequins on when she came to visitI was amazed at howher hook worked even better in some ways than a handShe was Beautiful
Miss Maybelle
Miss Maybelle awaits her love
at the edge of the world
Broken hearted
Lonely and Cold
She holds him in her heart
Lighting the way
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