
Vending Machine Win
Knitting Special Requests Now
Finally Breathing

Vending Machine Win
Knitting Special Requests Now
Finally Breathing

Funny thing about history,
what it is depends on the county, country and the weight of its gravity.
Feelings collide, as they
present themselves,
usually contrary to another –
and another’s, yet again: Tell me, are you family or friend.
Reaction brings emotion to life,
as news provides.
Hands clap with smiles smiling, tears fall or steam rolls,
hearts break while minds run wild
holding on to hope – like a child.
The past is full of firsts,
today we wonder are there any left?
Celebrate the ordinary, and be considered a fool. We should be forcing the extreme and the new! As the Preacher says, “Don’t look back. Keep moving forward.”
Watch me pitch a fit,
and shake my finger …
100 years ago – This pig, THIS pig….
he was a winner.
And Colorado had never looked better.
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Haiku:
Yesterday’s Newspaper
What matters is all around
Life Simplified
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Yours,
Audrey

Traditional Joys
Her Random Epiphany
Cinnamon Sugar
Giggles for the day. My daughter wrote me this morning after my Happy St. Patrick’s Day note to she and her brother.
“Momma, you have cinnamon and sugar hair. That’s the best combo.”
Happy Belated 51st Birthday to me! (Grays and all)

Journey Continues
A silly bit of playing
Like Mother Like Son
The End.
– Learning –
a collection of photos and poems.
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George Washington said it at the start:
“I was summoned by my Country, whose voice I can never hear but with veneration and love.”
Roosevelt reminded us that power always brought along responsibility.
So many important voices resonate as we leave D.C.
With change inevitable, “Who will lead?”
Yet, a wise man once told me, “Mom, I have goals. I put away the dreams.”

Bounty of harvest
Simplicity disguised
Stronger together
– Learning –
a collection of photos and poems.

grounded faithfully
focused beyond symbolism
What? Who? Over where?
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– Learning –
a collection of photos and poems.

metro employment
focused on multiple grids
stopping exploits change

Law school decisions
East Coast versus the Midwest
Top ranked future

Hustling season
Verdant reminds me of you
Wandering about
How can it possibly be December? Praying you are well. Always.
Love you, Aud
When you suddenly realize you may, in fact, be related to leprechauns….

verdant the color
destiny ravishingly sought
astonish them all
Enjoy your weekend!
~Aud

February chores
nobody needs sweaters
old seventy-six

afternoon surprise
babe’s breath chosen wildly
delightful workday

in sunlit arching
rays warming stretched limbs
begging for a place

make believe moment
silly self conversation
popping yellow corn

reckless eyes fixate
messy shallows glistening
don’t sip water

flora attending
reminders beckon hither
pastel sweet cream

wrapped tightly now
opportunity hydrates
freedom giggling

window wide open
faithful love escapes vastness
wimpering echoes

deteriorating wall
color combinations weak
periscope, maybe
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A few housecleaning details for y’all today. I am aware it is Friday, and nobody likes cleaning on the edge of a weekend, but I needed to say thanks for all the recent follows. AND thank you for not giving up on my poetry.
The giggles are returning which is always a good sign. I’ve been writing a lot, but mostly I’ve been working. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. This past year has been incredibly busy with churches closed for many.
When the inevitable occurred it made my day job 100% harder.
I have become quite familiar with bells, whistles, bright lights, more technology, post offices, zoom, louder microphones and standing on my head. I’ve never been accused of having a case of “the look at me’s” so you can imagine what having to do so did for my soul.
My creativity took a beating as did all my relationships.
I’ll be sprucing up the place and working on updating my pages, as I focus on getting things ready for an announcement many have waited years to hear.
Find beauty in your weekend my loves,
Aud