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
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
Encapsulated
Winter’s perfect protector
Autumn was weeping
Daughters are loved
Birthdays never go backwards
Year Forty-seven
crystal clear shimmer
ocular candy cover
Mr. Winter Blows
black and white photo
winter season of healing
purely blanketed
exposing canvas
materials congregate
yesterday lingers
kilt creasing floret
embrace circle connection
life empowerment
unfolding pink hue
natural in feminine
palm cupping delight
nostalgic lusting
barbed good riddance finish
inevitable
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What I Would Have Shown You
Bundled ‘tween you
There’s no place I’d rather be
Pink glowing sanguine