Where did you go
The deep hum, of your voice
Followed me in, but didn’t
Retreat along side of me
When I fled. My expectation
Wasn’t fair, I know.
The work is hard,
Battle even more so.
Are you still fighting,
Does the war continue,
Did strength
Defeat in there?
Soft hands still covering
Fragile heart. Fate leads
a Warrior. Love will win.
Strong.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Wonderful words Audrey, I too believe in the end Love always wins out ~ it may be a battle, many wounds may be receive but in the end, there is simply nowhere else better to be. Also, you ask the question at the start which is perfect, one I often ask myself “Where did you go?”
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Thank you, dear Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire, I believe we’re cut from the same vine. It’s amazing to sit back and think about where we’ve gone and where we are now. I kinda like here and what tomorrow brings. May your weekend bring you inspiration. Hope the hiking went well, as well as the packing. Safe travels, Randall. ♡
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Love and the environment are constantly at war. We have to hope love wins.
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Constantly! If love doesn’t win in the end where does that leave me? You? Him? Her? We must believe in love. And show it.
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Think of all the hurdles. It is a wonder love exists at all.
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Yes, it is. 😦
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🙂
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Thanks for reading, John
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🙂
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There is so much said here with such sparse language. You are the master of that!
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This is what happens when a non-talker expresses yourself with poetry. I’m grateful my thoughts are understood.
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Its all good. Im sometimes non-verbose…no really, I am…well, not often, to be sure, but on occasion, though not as frequently as some, but I can be quiet..when I put my mind to it… 😉 LOL
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Giggles. We could travel together. You can talk and I’ll listen closely, as I ponder out the window, consider the angles of the topography, smell the lilac, wonder who used to roam those hills, think of ways to use roam in a sentence, search for signs of verdant, look for animals and wipe tears from my eyes as another sad song is played on the radio. Change the station! 😉 LOL
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LOL LOL yes all while I blather inanely about the meaning of life…and quote Shakespeare LOL.
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LOL I’m gonna need snacks.
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It would be a great road trip! Thelma and Louise, look out, here comes Audrey and Morgan!!! 🙂
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Haha 🙂
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Lovely image and lovely words
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Hi, Niko. Thank you ever so
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You’re welcome!
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such a true,powerful, and tender poem, and the photo is enchanting
meant to tell you how much i like that the titles of your a to z poems are a bit shy of the poems – clever and endearing
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My take on fantasy to some degree, Shari. I’m glad it came off as such. I’ve confessed to being bashful many times. The words that resonate with me I find myself within. Thank you for reading along.
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This is so beautiful! ❤
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Thank you, Trini. It’s good to see you.
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