A magical splendor happens here
Among the winds of wild
Emotions felt, across my skin
As I remember his smile
And how it fits, perfect
Upon my heart
Strong, brave and controlled
Paying no mind to the breeze
Or how hard it blows
A magical splendor happens here
Among the winds of wild
Emotions felt, across my skin
As I remember his smile
And how it fits, perfect
Upon my heart
Strong, brave and controlled
Paying no mind to the breeze
Or how hard it blows
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
One of the great four-letter words, right up there with love and hope. 🙂 Magic and perfect are fitting words for it.
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Thank you, Chris. I’m glad you think so, because I feel the same way. xx
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In the verdant wheat….
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Yes, stopped by the family farm a few days ago. The view was soothing. I wanted to use verdant…Oh how I wanted to, and then I sold out thinking I’d used it too much.
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Come on. it is one of the great V words.
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I know it. I keep denying its presence in my poetry and that is wrong.
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I do see your point about not wanting to over do though. BTW you are the poet and can do whatever you please.
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I’m far to hard on myself. Thanks for reminding me. xx
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Good morning, Audrey..
Hope you don’t care
that I leave this here
but I must truly say
you have such a way
weaving words to display..
*tips hat* Enjoy your moments, Ma’am 🙂
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You know you are always welcome, Jay. *shy glance* Glad you liked this one. I’m finding my muse quite helpful these days. *flashes her dimples* You enjoy your moments, Sir. xx
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You grieve in poetry, but your poetry soars. I hope you’re also healing.
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Thank you, Shari.
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Know you’re in my thoughts and prayers today, dear Audrey. This one feels nostalgic in a sad way, so I can’t help wondering if everything’s okay with you. No pressure to share — ’tis a writer’s prerogative to share as much or as little as she feels comfortable doing!!
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Hi, Debbie. Please don’t worry. Smile. I’m okay. Truly. This poem is full of life and promise. Feel my contentment. Life is beautiful now and moving forward. A death in the family had me away. I felt your concern and each day will make me stronger. Love ya. xx
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I’m so sorry to hear of the death in your family, dear one! It takes time to grieve and heal over stuff like that. Glad you’re on the upswing!!
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Thank you 🙂
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Nostalgia and wistful thoughts. XO
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Hi, Susan. 🙂 So glad you enjoyed this and I hope it brought up great memories. All is well, I assume? XO
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Beautiful; love this. 💕
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Hi, Georgette. Thank you. I am thankful for your talented eye. Glad you enjoyed this one. 💞
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Always a pleasure to read your words! 💕
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Thanks. Thinking of you and hope your break from writing helps you find some peace, my friend.
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Thou art soulful and romantic today
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Rajiv, I glad you think so. I believe I am. Hope all is well.
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All is well… Or, should I say… all izz well!
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All izz well sounds like you…sweet. 🙂 Glad to hear it!
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How about you? You well?
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I’m hanging in there, Rajiv. Been a rough couple of weeks, but it feels good to be writing again. Thanks for asking. ♡
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Yeah… I figured.. You have been missing
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I know. I’m back. Trying to lean on the inspiration I find here on WP to keep me writing. I know I have much to say. Just got lost for awhile. Missed you, Indian Cowboy. Hugs.
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