Sisterhood,
Together we are one.
I cannot deny your essence,
Nor could I ever measure beside,
But, just so we become verily clear,
Your existence now surrounding him:
Champion of versed rooted strength,
Provides my journey’s refinement.
I am you
You am I
Leaning into the remedy of his skin,
My eyes upon your desire to be close,
I witness your valuable life flourishing,
Becoming tolerant of your nearness,
Understanding why we’re both here,
I begin to care for you, as well.
Your presence nourishes me,
He, is pleased.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
❤
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🙂 Thank you ♡
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Wow, you pulled off the trifecta: beautiful poem (very special actually, well done), beautiful photo (you’re becoming quite the photographer…) and beautiful symmetry of your style. Your strength with your sisters and love for your father rings very strong in this one. Take care ~
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Aww. Sigh. Maybe, Mr. Collis. You flatter me, always. Thank you for saying my poem was special. The symmetry was quite by accident, if you can believe that one. When it was centered the poem screamed to be viewed this way… as far as the photography, you know how I feel when you compliment me on it….I’m going to try and not roll my eyes at you. I got lucky, Sir. Tis all. Darling, this one isn’t about my father or my sisters. Giggle. Thanks…you too. ♡
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so so clever!
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Ahhh. Well, if you say so, I won’t argue, my friend. Thank you! 🙂 xx
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This is one of my favs! But…what’s it mean? I think I’ve got most of it put together…
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One of your favs, but you don’t know what it means, Duketh? How is that possible…? Kidding you, of course. Let’s see…hmm. It means, in a nutshell, “I’m” tired of being jealous or envious of what are, much more talented women (or beautiful women), so it is time to accept their beauty and talents and not measure myself up against them. By doing so we help each other grow and in turn please those around us whom we love and need love from. But also find friendship along the way. Something everyone should try and achieve, as jealousy and hate can and will ruin us. Bluntly put… mostly it means one may have to befriend the lioness’ den to get to the lion. Either way, if he’s mine, it won’t matter either way, I guess. This poem was just a way to help fellow sisterhood to accept one another.
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That’s what I liked about it!
Aha…very powerful, I’d say. You know, Audith, I’d say that the lion probably isn’t important at all. You know?
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Oh. I shouldn’t have tried to explain it for you. Messed with your ability to enjoy it all on its own, I think. Why do I let you talk me into things? *stares out at the sea*
Of course the lion is important, Duketh. He’s most important, I think. Tell me why he isn’t, Sir.
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No! I love that you did that. It adds to the beauty of it. But still…well, never mind. I love it. And I love that you explained it for me!
Well, cause…he’s usually not worth it.
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Well that was sweet of you. But still, what? Hmm? What? You’re welcome, Duketh.
That’s not true. Plus, they must be worth it.
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Not going to tell you anymore–as is my vicious wont.
Why?
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Pfft. You’re so mean. I don’t know why you don’t like me, Duke.
Lions can be good company, I think.
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*laughs* I like you lots.
They have claws–and fangs.
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*feisty glare* I know that isn’t true.
Yes, I am hoping so.
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Audith! You know I do. Why would you doubt that?
Sharp ones!
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I’m sorry. I know you do. I suppose it is because it’s what I do best, Duke.
Sharper the better.
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I understand. You just want to know. But understand, my warrior-ness keeps me from telling everything.
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Yes, of course.
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Beautiful, Audrey — both the photo and the verse!
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Thank you so much, Debbie 🙂
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I am fascinated by the symmetry and shape of this poem, as well as its poetic content
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Thank you, Monsieur. This may be the loveliest comment you’ve ever bestowed upon me. For that, I am truly thankful. Your opinion, on this subject in particular, is very important to me. I appreciate your stopping by and letting me know. I know you won’t believe me, but it wasn’t until I tried centering this poem that the shape revealed itself….I too, was fascinated. Sigh.
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Someone’s going mystical, here …
Touching lines with a message for good. Thanks for sharing.
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Yes, someone is, Salva…. 🙂
Thank you…I’m happy with how it turned out. You’re welcome, of course.
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😀
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wonderful, great words!
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Thank you, Mihran. Glad you enjoyed this poem.
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