light falls
air suffers
touch becomes flawed
then,
safety vanishes.
send him back
to where he came from,
said without another glance, she’s felt this before.
light falls
air suffers
touch becomes flawed
then,
safety vanishes.
send him back
to where he came from,
said without another glance, she’s felt this before.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
WOW! There’s so much in there, with so little said. I always find myself wondering “what Inspired this?” “To what are you referring?” But the vagueness is magic; it leaves the poem so open for any who read. YOU are a master of this!
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The compliments are appreciated, my friend. Thank you…ahh, it used to be pretty self explanatory. You’re so sweet to say..
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Lovely poetry! 👌👌👌
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Thank you so much!
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You’re it Audrey Dawn…no pressure 🙂 https://aheartafire.wordpress.com/2017/04/25/five-day-song-challenge-7/
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*cheers* Here’s to not disappointing..
Thanks, Hollie ♡
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I think I have been on the receiving end of this poem in the past. It is the trap door exit that gets ya.
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Ooo, me too. It happens so fast. You should see my hair fly up, for a second all you see are red curls.
*I can’t imagine this happening to you, John.
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Well it has.
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😕 Hurts my heart.
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Did mine at the time as well.
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I know a similar feeling.
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I can tell in your work.
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That’s because you pay attention. Love you for that, John. Thank you.
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Thank you. 😀
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You’re welcome 😙
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Aw, she’s just lovely — gorgeous shade, so delicate-looking! Good capture, ma’am, and so are your words!
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Hi, Debbie. She’s a beauty and I’m pretty thrilled to share her here. Glad you enjoyed the pairing of words, as well. Thank you!
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Wow..Very well written..And universally relatable..Great poetry, Audrey
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Thank you, Grumpy. Amazing how horrible people can be to one another. A lesson in all we encounter, I suppose. Smiles.
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Who cannot relate to this? And then there’s the symbolism of the flower…
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A universal situation many relate too, Jacqui. You know your encouragement means so much. I thank you.
Right? The flower is poetry..
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I just noticed the leaves – a close up of a dandelion?
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A dandelion thistle flower…taken in Texas. I’ve been waiting patiently to share her.
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Learning by experience, unfortunately. But such a beautiful flower, one with a million petals. A chrysanthemum?
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Yes, experience is a blessing, Shari. Once we can compartmentalize the pain correctly. I’m glad you like the image. I think she’s beautiful.
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Is that a wildflower? It’s stunning!
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Hi, Rob 🙂 Yes, a wildflower of sorts..dandelion thistle flower from Texas. Isn’t she amazing. I love how she shoots out her feelers. Gorgeous. I got lucky this photo turned out.
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In some ways it reminds me of a dahlia. Wonderful!
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~Warning~ Geeking out a smidge…
Oh, the dahlias that have the spherical shape. The globe ones with tiny callalily flower type petals bunched together…just spectacular. I need a photo of her in my portfolio. Sigh.
*shy smile* Thanks..
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Geeking out is good! I love to garden, veggies and flowers. 🙂
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Oh, yay!! If you were my neighbor we could share land and have the biggest garden in town. 🙂 I love to take pictures of flowers. You’ll see them about this blog.
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lol! Yes, ginormous gardens! I tend to container grow my veggies, and keep them out of the mitts of the local ground hogs. They’ll wipe out an entire garden.
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Giggle. An enormous garden didn’t scare you?! Nice!
Ooo, yes, a great idea. Bunnies are my worst enemy. Why must they be so cute. Naughty things!
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Birds are the enemy, too. Every year I struggle with harvesting cherries before they strip the tree completely. I wonder what they do with the pits? 😉
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I know, and they tweet beautifully as they steal them too. *smirk*
They throw them at us as they dive bomb our efforts…hello?! Horrible shot though, so we have that going for us.. 😂🤓
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haha! And they mock us for the plastic owl that protects the crops. 😀
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Yes, tis so! At night in my backyard, while I try to write poetry, I often hear them come back from the bar, wings around one another, slur tweeting, and taking selfies with the owl..aka..the big guy. They’re assholes..giggle
I kinda geek out about them too.
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Birds of a feather! I may upgrade my defense system to a bobble headed owl. Then again, the drunk birds may take a liking to that as well.
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Let’s be honest..whoooo wouldn’t? Giggle..there are so many good paths to take this story. I don’t know which to choose..
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I find the intoxicated birds quite amusing. Perhaps I’ll change the feeder to a beer dispenser. 😀
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At some point the cherries must turn to wine.. Yes, me too. I’ll serve Blue Moon. Has a certain appeal. 😄
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Maybe THAT’S what the birds are doing with all of my cherries.
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‘Tis! I saw an ad the other day for Bing cherry wine. Birds selling it had an east coast accent..the skinny one went by Lenny. Know him?
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I think so. Crooked beak, mangy feathers. Has a twitch in his eye.
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That’s the one! Giggle
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