I gave down to all my perceptions )~( You draw to the upside of acceptance and succumb to overwhelming joy )~( Impressions for this sole sequence of scenarios artlessly develops )~(
Always get enjoyment and pleasure out of your writes. They are so unusual, and I love to review them as best I can and with my own opionions. Sometimes I am far from the mark but I try my best. I never give up and hope the next year brings much more from you to challenge us with. Have a Merry Christmas.
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Intuitively, I know I've lived many lifetimes, and none more interesting than the one I'm living now. However, being born an old soul somehow did not excuse me from the same job I share with you and that is learning to craft a positive attitude about
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))), much love, and Merry Christmas to you~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D