So, appearing simple,
And fated months before,
I, fearless cragswoman,
Listened to my inner voice.
Knowing when I entered,
Hessie’s Trailhead,
I’d consider life’s possibilities,
Determine my future goals,
Pass through time’s memories.
Not realizing I’d feel your essence,
Beneath a canopy of discovery,
I’ve held back, cowardly,
Yet to fully disclose, findings.
Now, if I don’t take you inside,
I fear, I’ll lose you,
To the calls of regret,
Maybe, to fear.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
I like the alliteration and diction of the first two lines and how you circle back to the fear. I think you’ve expressed a feeling many can relate to, Audrey. Nice job. =)
Diana
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Hi, Diana. Thank you. I appreciate your feedback. I shall accept your compliments with enthusiasm. Expressing fear allows another to relax into their own, I think.
Have a great night,
Audrey
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Well said, Audrey. Fear loses some of its power when we admit and express it.
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Yes, and you explain my thought perfectly. 🙂
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Strong work. “Beneath a canopy of discovery,” I love that line.
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Thank you, Benjamin. I’d say its the only poetic line in the entire poem.
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Well, I wouldn’t say that. The whole thing was poetic. 🙂
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You always go too easy on me. Thanks.
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Sometimes we have to walk that trail/path. Having been there, too, all I know is that regret and fear serve me little constructive purpose. I simply choose to leave them at the trailhead and march forward, with my heart open — for hearing and healing. This is a soulful piece, Audrey.
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“…little constructive purpose.” I couldn’t agree more, Eric. Lovely to have you visit again. Thank you, soulful, I find, is a topnotch compliment.
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You go step onward, fearless cragswoman. I dig that line, Aud.
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I shall, Zak. Stay close. Thanks! I did when you say dig, my friend.
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How did I miss this beauty *kicking my bad self* ?! Do go in there alone, Audrey — take a weapon, if you must, or somebody particularly brave. I feel a bit overwhelmed just looking at those dense trees!
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Thank you! So sweet. It was an evening post…there are times when I try posting a poem at night. Glad you caught it. This particular photo was taken in Colorado this past summer. Sadly, there is nothing this beautiful in Texas. My hikes are flat little pancake walks. A bit of beauty, I suppose. A weapon. Naw. Someone brave? I’d go for that, however. The trees are what call me in…
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We are their bridges to eternity. We must link. 😉 ❤
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Yes, I believe that to be true, Lisa. ♡ I need a sturdy bridge.
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Wow! That photo is remarkable.
And the poem is wonderful too. It’s making me thing lots. It’s a bit mysterious!
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Aww! Thank you, Duke! It’s the place that is remarkable..I’m just glad I could capture a bit of its beauty.
*sparkles* Thank you. ..much more Audith in this one, I bet. Always, mysterious. ..or shy.
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You sure did capture it. That’s a place I”d like to visit for sure.
Shy…hmm…maybe! I think you’re more mysterious. *thinks about asking for more details*
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Thanks. Yeah, I wonder if you’d like it. I should make you go in.
I bet that I’m both…but mostly shy about details. *wonders what you are thinking about*
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I should. I would. I must.
*nods* I think I am too.
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Do you like the outdoors enough to go, Duke?
*wishes he wasn’t a robot*
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You bet!!!!!!!!!!
Me?
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Really? I wouldn’t have guessed that, actually. I mean you never mention it too muchly much, but I know you live near trees. Someday we’ll hike together…
Yes, you.
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Yes, that would be great fun. I’d love to.
I am not a robot!
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Should be one of the first things we do together then, I say.
I choose to believe you. I’ve never met a human without a heart, Duke. *wonders how it is possible*
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Yes. I’ll look forward to it. I’ll bring the ka-bar along.
Okay…I’ll admit this to you only! I have a heart. But I pretend I don’t. I’m safer that way. If that makes sense.
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What do we need that thing for, Duketh? You needn’t over pack.
I know. The usual practice of someone whose given their heart away already. Makes total sense.
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Everyone should travel with a ka-bar.
Haha. You’re funny.
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One stuck in their boot? How uncomfortable. ..
Did you just roll your eyes at me? *shocked face*
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No, it goes on the belt.
I’m laughing actually.
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Oh…the belt. Your belt or mine? I don’t think I’d want to carry one.
You’re such a brat.
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Well, you don’t need one if you don’t want. I’d have one, however.
*bows*
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Makes complete sense since you like your weapons. You’re very protective.
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Never know when the mountain lions may come.
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Seems they like to hang around, huh?
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Yes…but just out of sight!
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Can you call them closer?
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Umm…you do know they’re vicious, right?
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Yes, but you are, too.
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All warriors are!
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Warriors are lions????
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Vicious. Just vicious.
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I don’t remember what I said…but I hope it was good. Really good. And made you blush.
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Hmm…
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Did you blush? *giggles*
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Of course not! I’m a warrior.
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Oh… sometimes I forget, I guess.
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I’m with John — this is a strong poem! I hope the walking the trail helped you sort out some things.
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Aww, well, thank you. You and Mr. Flanagan are very kind and extremely supportive. Not sure what I’d do without your encouragement, Gus. The walk always helps. It’s the listening to myself and following through that continues to be tough. ♡
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For me, Audrey, your writing is growing stronger and stronger. Kudos!
jf
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You’re attention to my writing is so appreciated, jf. I learn by reading stronger poets like you. ♡
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