following the sun,
past what today brought
the final illumination, stunning.
now to breathe, and
settle pretty,
into what will be
my tomorrow.
the acceptance of new,
where I’ll
inhale my reality,
of watching for you
following the sun,
past what today brought
the final illumination, stunning.
now to breathe, and
settle pretty,
into what will be
my tomorrow.
the acceptance of new,
where I’ll
inhale my reality,
of watching for you
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Awesome
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Thank you so much!
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I liked the NE setting sun behind the grain elevator. Nice job on the poem too.
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You do? It’s so simple here in NE, John. I loved watching this moment come about. Tis a grain elevator. You are a man of many talents and backgrounds. Love that about you.
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Been around a few grain elevators in my life. 😀
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Me too, 30 mile radius…there are billions, I think. 🤓
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😀
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This is really lovely Audrey, beautiful!
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Holly, I’m thankful for your support. Glad you liked it.
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Very much Audrey. I love reading your poetry, x
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Scribbles….
You write poetry, my friend. xo
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Believe it, you are a gifted poetess. xo
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♡ Thank you
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I like how sometimes, a beautiful sunset can put the whole day in perspective. Very nice, Audrey, very nice.
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That’s what I was trying to convey, Dan. Or maybe convince myself of…
Thank you for this smile.
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Yay! I got one right 😉
I always my worry when I comment on poetry that the author is going to go: “huh?”
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Goodness me…ONE?!
You keep up the good work!
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A beautiful sunset, and it won’t be the last one, and as I said once in a poem of mine
“Home is where the moonshine shuffles into sunshine,
And where all my new days morph into shrines”
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Moonshine into sunshine…I like that, Ivor.
Thanks for reading.
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You remind me of my redhead
https://1drv.ms/i/s!Asumt4cZ9A65g8UYx6N_ulG3NKyawg
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I’m flattered, Ivor. She’s a beauty. Our hair color is quite similar for starters.
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My mum always said, beware of those redheads !! I said to myself why would she say that, so I definitely try to find a redhead to see what the problem is, well the rest is history so sweet ♡♡ !!
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A man not afraid of challenge is a good thing. We may be a jealous lot, a bit feisty and emotional about more than enough, but we do love with all we have in us. And that’s plenty to be scared of, so good for you and your redhead. 🙂
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Yes, you were so true…
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🙂
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We never know what’s waiting around the next corner. Sounds like you’re prepared for the best, Audrey. That’s all it takes. 🙂
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We don’t, Betty, and I’ve come to realize we don’t get a say in how long it takes to get to that corner. So I guess we look towards each day as a day closer to figuring it all out. Celebrating the journey. ♡
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What I always found was that just when you aren’t looking, that’s when it shows up.
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Ready or not, I suppose. 👀💖
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I love a message of hope and resolve. 🙂
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They must continue to exist. What would come of us all if they didn’t. Thank you, Poet. 🙂
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Nothing but pain, bitterness and withering.
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As I suspected, and I don’t look good wearing any of it, so let’s continue on looking towards tomorrow.
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imagine a sister
breathing, smiling
& wearing shades
for sunset 🙂
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Ahh. She sounds very relaxed. I’ve forgotten how that feels. Thank you for the reminder, my friend. 🙂
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This is so gorgeous – I feel the glorious sun and the possibility of everything wonderful. You keep your eyes open, Audrey.
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Thank you, Shari. The possibilities may come one day. I’ll be watching, for sure.
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At the end of enlightenment lies darkness. In the darkness lay the surrender of dreams. I hope you find peace there too because, very soon, the trip begins anew.
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Thank you for reading me, C.
Your poetry sits well here amongst mine. You offer an explanation of my thoughts thoughtfully, and it’s humbling to be heard.
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Hmmm, I doubt mine is poetry. More a thought or a continuation if you will. Most important is that I hope it was prophetic, seeing you sleep well and then rise to a wonderful visit to today.
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Either way your poetic version is welcome as a continuation, even if I prefer my original conclusion. Poetry.
Thank you for your wishes, C.
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