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The Rest Of My Life
Move quietly,
Listen,
Within my whisper.
Tell me, why,
Have you,
Since our first hello,
Felt like,
The rest of my life?
A Feeling
Not fluently expressed
~Letters, in simple words
No salient touch
~Treasured, and known
No lyrical sounds
~Remembered well, and replayed
No lucid smells
~Swaying, as they pass me once again
No previous history
~Our reasons, alive in explanation
No blatant photoplay
~But a feeling, we’re surely, beginning
Mirrored
Regret
Tightly packaged
Locked Inside
Yesterday
Words I should have said
Expressed, simply
I love you
My mind convinced
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My mind convinced
I love you
Expressed, simply
Words I should have said
Yesterday
Locked inside
Tightly packaged
Regret
Invested
Designed fortress,
yet, I am not afraid.
Secluded
Unknown fears planted,
but, I welcome them.
Determined
You, pushing me away,
seemingly, draws me closer.
Zealous
Duration til discovery,
refuses to prevent me.
Willing
Walls surrounding you,
I love them, too.
Consistent
Calmly aware,
I could die this way.
Yearning
More frightening,
You’ll let me.
Yours
Listen Closely
listening for love,
dusk performs,
beautifully.
breeze and briny,
matched, perfect,
desires plashing.
an endless encore,
sips, if for once,
you kissed me.
Chances (Loop Poem)
Second chances
Chances she’s willing to take
Take her back, show her love
Love full of trust and guidance
Guidance you offered, intuitively
Intuitively, are the breaths taken
Taken, in the end without you
You are the right man for her
Her, being me, always
Your Choice
Tranquil respite
Among nature’s hum
Mockingbird’s voice calls
We’ve only just begun
Lie here and reflect
Walk, or get creative
Knowing what I like best
Crystal hues will inspire
Among a wild bayou’s crest
Nourish deeply seeded desires
Imagine all of this…
Rain
Shhh, listen
Pattering, pittering
All in a whisper
Rushing, slowing
Confused in duration
However, still wet
Clearing, yet nourishing
Covering, cleansing
As imperfections vanish
If you were persistent rain
And I, in need
Dreaming Of You
Aubade’s playbill
Fantasy
Come true
Flirtatious green
Whispered
A mythical view
Flecks exposed
Electricity
How sparks flew
Feathered, appropriately
Crimson
Dusk’s favorite hue
Slivered porthole
Climaxed
Awesome blue
Dramatic sunset
Premiers:
Dreaming Of You
Real
Nirvana not an interest
Megadeath
Metallica
And a little
Simply Red
Those are the voices
In my head
Inside my dreams
You once asked
I’ll admit freely
Me? Childhood trash
That’s real, Baby
What keeps me smiling
Chet Faker’s
Beard and beanie
He plays with meaning
Sizzles my morning
You want red hair
My heart’s cracked
Worthy of repair
I cannot handle
One more longing stare
Either I feel right
Inside your mind
Or get me off
This wild ride
Slash is tight
I’ll wear his hat
Nothing else
Now think about that
Friday’s musings
Truth revealed
Play with me
Just keep it real
My Discovery
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.
Still Here
Compassion
Stillness delivered
Upon colorless strengths
Extort your view
One side: a true reflection
I am neither
Show me how to be both
Brrr! Baby, It’s Cold Outside
Azure captures dawn
Respite’s freezing finale
I really must go
Find me under the blankets
Whisper the holiday back
Sisterhood
Sisterhood,
Together we are one.
I cannot deny your essence,
Nor could I ever measure beside,
But, just so we become verily clear,
Your existence now surrounding him:
Champion of versed rooted strength,
Provides my journey’s refinement.
I am you
You am I
Leaning into the remedy of his skin,
My eyes upon your desire to be close,
I witness your valuable life flourishing,
Becoming tolerant of your nearness,
Understanding why we’re both here,
I begin to care for you, as well.
Your presence nourishes me,
He, is pleased.
A Walk Worth Taking
The only task I do not dread
A walk it seems
Provides a clearing, for my head
Whispers of lessons deemed important
Copper tones of yesterday
Found living within my world
Glistening in enormity
My reaction, forlorn
Living nearby among protection
A self induced fantasy
Seemingly overtakes
Crimson delicacies, established
What separates them
Measured, as very little to the eye
Created for a similar purpose
A wild fortress continues to divide
***
At first glance, I let them be
Begin again, walk decisively
Nothing happens without an opening
Allow fate to draw the cause
Turning back
Fuck that, now she’s where she belongs
My Suppression
Every word behind my chest,
Desires freedom,
Tonight.
Alas, once again,
I’ve censored who I am,
And forced reality to stop,
Immediately.
Leaving the ache placed,
Upon my breasts,
An endless continuation.
Suppression hurts,
Terribly,
Ceasing the pain,
Simple.
Yet, I refuse,
Leaving myself,
Paralyzed.
Sometimes my poetry is too revealing, so I fade before you, entirely too bashful to continue. Instead, I leave you this poem. I apologize.
Merry Christmas, My Muse
Mary Did You Know
Let the record stand that Audrey Dawn did not back down from a challenge. Two takes…this was the better of the two, so I’m going with it.
I was challenged to spread Christmas cheer by recording a holiday favorite and asking my followers to join in. I’m giving you all a pass with the hopes that you’ll go easy on your comments of my fearless attempt to sing Mary Did You Know.
Boom!
Merry Christmas, Y’all.
I reserve the right to delete this at any time, so you’d better hurry and listen. I have no idea why my entire picture is attached to this recording. My guess is because SoundCloud knows it just adds to my humble moment in the sun. (Newbie!) Kill me now. Ha. Ha. Ha. Maybe y’all could listen with your eyes shut for your old pal, Aud. Even though you can’t see my eyes I’m bright red at the thought of this post, but I won’t end the year being a chicken sh*t, so here goes nothin’… I’m down to the wire on this, as I was challenged a while back, but better late than never. I had to convince myself I could survive the humiliation I feared. In all honesty, I’ve never felt more safe than right here on my blog, Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister…
For Heaven’s sake spread Christmas cheer or this is all for not!
I think I’m nearly ready for Christmas and I hope you are, as well. I love you, always. ~Aud
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 