I thought this flower was gorgeous the first time I saw her, then the second and the third. *smiles* Glad the poem pleased you, Duke. I think being sweet is far worse. A good way to feel a fool.
At least the flower’s not wilting in the Houston heat π The lines about sweetness being her own worst enemy left me sad, though. I think there’s a beauty in sweetness. As for perfection, I gave up on that a long time ago. Better to work off your own strengths π
You have a point, Gus. π She looks pretty good because I took her picture while in Colorado. See, she, like I, look good surrounded by nature. π I know, sorry it left you feeling sad. I was feeling sad when I wrote it. Why is it that sweet always finishes last? Anyway, yes, I always try to do just that…expose the good qualities, as you say. Legs, sweetness, poems. Ya know. The highlights.
Ah, the flower is from Colorado… I bet it’s not nearly as hot there as in Houston. Don’t worry about the effect of the poem on me, since the poem accurately conveyed your emotion when you wrote it. That’s honest writing. As for sweetness finishing last, my guess is that in being sweet, we may tend to put other people first, before ourselves. So, we would finish after the ones who are more selfish and take what they want rather than give their goodness. But that’s just a theory. I hope you’re feeling better after writing that poem, I’m looking forward to reading more of your poetry π
Never as hot in CO as it is in Houston. I can assure you of that, Gus. Thanks for the support. I agree with what you said. I always feel better after writing what I feel. Writers have it good that way. π
Oh, stop! Talking like that will get you everything you want, Dalo. π Thank you for thinking so, my friend. Go take some pictures and write something amazing, please. It’s a pity you waste them all here. I’m completely content, but the others, I fear, are missing out. Teach me something, Photographer.
Beautiful Audrey. The poem and the flower.
π
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Hey, Staci. Thank you! I was pretty mesmerized by this flower.
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That is such a nice looking flower. And I love the poem. Blushing is bad, huh?
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I thought this flower was gorgeous the first time I saw her, then the second and the third. *smiles* Glad the poem pleased you, Duke. I think being sweet is far worse. A good way to feel a fool.
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Never! Being sweet isn’t foolish. And don’t let others make you feel foolish about it at all.
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I only allow myself to make me feel foolish. I have an overactive mind. Sweet gets me into trouble.
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Have you tried piracy?
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*laughs a lot* It may have crossed my mind.
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It crosses mine all the time!
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We would make great pirates. Maybe you already are one…
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Yes! Maybe I am. I hope I am.
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I bet you are, Duke. You feel like a pirate.
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You know, I think it would be freedom!
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It probably would feel that way for a man with a sword. I think I’d take some convincing.
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Yes, there would be some downsidesβ¦but think of the glory!
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The glory of scaring people? Of taking booty? Of the wild seas?
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All of it!
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All?
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*nods happily*
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Fine.
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The photo and your poem make me want to eat a peach, Aud.
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Chum! …..okay, if you must. A very sweet compliment. π Pun intended.
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Good one, Aud. Fruitful response on your part. π
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Thank you π
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At least the flower’s not wilting in the Houston heat π The lines about sweetness being her own worst enemy left me sad, though. I think there’s a beauty in sweetness. As for perfection, I gave up on that a long time ago. Better to work off your own strengths π
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You have a point, Gus. π She looks pretty good because I took her picture while in Colorado. See, she, like I, look good surrounded by nature. π I know, sorry it left you feeling sad. I was feeling sad when I wrote it. Why is it that sweet always finishes last? Anyway, yes, I always try to do just that…expose the good qualities, as you say. Legs, sweetness, poems. Ya know. The highlights.
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Ah, the flower is from Colorado… I bet it’s not nearly as hot there as in Houston. Don’t worry about the effect of the poem on me, since the poem accurately conveyed your emotion when you wrote it. That’s honest writing. As for sweetness finishing last, my guess is that in being sweet, we may tend to put other people first, before ourselves. So, we would finish after the ones who are more selfish and take what they want rather than give their goodness. But that’s just a theory. I hope you’re feeling better after writing that poem, I’m looking forward to reading more of your poetry π
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Never as hot in CO as it is in Houston. I can assure you of that, Gus. Thanks for the support. I agree with what you said. I always feel better after writing what I feel. Writers have it good that way. π
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Beautiful words, and it looks as if nature created a self-portrait of you π
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Oh, stop! Talking like that will get you everything you want, Dalo. π Thank you for thinking so, my friend. Go take some pictures and write something amazing, please. It’s a pity you waste them all here. I’m completely content, but the others, I fear, are missing out. Teach me something, Photographer.
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But what a thing to be π
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Maybe π
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You arguing :p
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Maybe π
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She and YOU are perfect in my eyes, Audrey. Pefect. Love, Amy
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Don’t make me cry, Amy. I’m a vulnerable mess today. With no explanation, I fear.
Thank you, dear sweet Ladyrose. xxβ‘
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Oh, Audrey, it’s OK to cry and to be an emotional mess. It’s OK. You are Perfect in my eyes any way you are in the moment. (((HUGS))) Amy
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Thank you, Amy. π I’ll take those hugs. How can it be possible to smile and cry at them same time…poets. Messy creatures. β‘
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Artists …. messy creatures …. GRIN ….. GEE …. I KNOW. Some more (((HUGS))) coming ….. Love, Amy
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I love it, too! What a perfect title.
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Aw, thank you, B. Titles can be so hard for me…glad this met your approval. You are a talented poet.
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You’re welcome. It’s a great title. Thanks π Have a fantastic Sunday!
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A great Sunday to you, as well. π
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Love it!
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Thank you π
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