Adventure awaits
Today the island beckons
Walking the quiet beaches
Looking beyond the calms
To a bright new world
Feeling stronger already
In your arms
Tag Archives: Love
Seasons Of You
Winter
The blues set in
I cry, weeping into the abyss
Why, oh why, won’t you come close
What I did was never discussed
Maybe you’ve decided, I’m not good enough
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Spring blooms
I feel refreshed and new
Believing, I’m finally over missing you
Accepting, our fate, you for who you are
Me for always having been too late
Images of what could be, consuming
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Summer arrives
My body sizzles as I get lost
Alive with your scent on mine
Longing to fulfill desires
Your name boldly rushing within my veins
Water over takes, I feel your waves
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Fall begins
Brown sets in
A final call for you to arrive
This feeling of love held deep inside
I want, I need, I must, yet, distrust
Your promises falling through, I need you
Palms
Sunkissed
Pleadings With The Queen
Purple
There she is
Wide open for all to see
The vibrant color of sisterhood
Tell me how you manage to breathe
May I ask truthfully, Your Royal Highness
Amazing beauty, the Flower Queen
Thoughts of life, consuming me
Teach me royal bravery, listening
How do you keep your wits
I’m breaking down
I feel it
Spinning Around You
You have me spinning again
I think you prefer me that way
Left reflecting
Over how my need continues
To grow, wild
Learning promotes the dance
This, I know
I store pieces away
Parts of you
Constructing an image
You’ll never live up to, tis true
I’m prepared
For disappointment
Yet, I’ve decided,
I like you
My Sun
The brightest star
Welcome
Surround me
Consume me with you glow
Beat down and invade
I feel your rays
Keeping me warm
I could get used to spinning around you
It comes quite naturally, too
I think you’ll agree
Us, me, you, we
Living a fantastic dream
Rotating within your forces
Consumes me
Gathers speed
Controls my thoughts
Daily
Something Green
Some Place I Know
Hi
Come with me
Will you
Tonight’s decision
May take two
See beyond the water
Within the stone
A dark black hole
Somewhere to be alone
Wondering
Could we go
Tis an adventure
Filled with surprise
Searching for answers
Many about life
Sacrifice
Determination
Strength
Loads of lessons
Clarity
Understanding
The other side, amazing
Better for the journey
A thrilling ride
Responsibility’s side
However, option number two
Sounds dreamy
I think so
Don’t you
Something steamy
Allowing us to breathe
I feel you touching me
First time
Head spinning
Over and over again
Means everything
Slow kissing
Tingling
Feathered hand
Across my breast
Nipple erect
My fingers lingering
On your chest
Yours upon my jaw
Minds losing a battle
Bodies answering a call
Falling into you
My hip feeling the heat
You commanding
Me submitting
This time
Our needs will decide
Reckless abandonment
Awakens from inside
Deep dark cave
Knows what we crave
The release of feelings
Saturday night
Finally
Yellow Flowers
Hello
yellow petals
welcome me in
curves are slight
a simple delight
jagged tips I want to touch
perfected yellow pinwheel
straight lines
toned to stand just so
look at you
bright as the sun
amazing structure
you grow and grow
wild at heart
amidst the fields
I wouldn’t gather you
I’d leave you here
although
a perfect addition
for my red hair
placed through a knot
on hot summer days
oh, yellow flower
why are you so beautiful
placed boldly for me
am I jealous of you
or are my feelings
merely love
denying
the romantic
in me
Thank you, Paul (click on his name to see the pretty flowers) I appreciate the beautiful photo you shared, our new friendship, and then the encouragement to write a poem about your yellow flowers. However, thank you for following my posts, as well. Romania must be beautiful this time of year. Enjoy! (Sometimes our silent followers need a push to say hello. Ours was a rocky start, but I think you’ll see the humor if you read our conversation under the photo.) Happy Friday!
Yuan-fen 缘分
For my friend, Randall, the Oregon Cowboy, one man in pursuit of his 缘分 (yuan-fen). My hope is that I have a small piece of you, Randall, figured out. My prayer will be safe travels for you always in China. May you find all that your heart and hard work are leading you towards. Take this poem and make it yours.
~ Audrey
Craving emotion found in poetry
You found me
You’ve seen my soul
Now, let me see yours
I’d love to know
What joy is found in yuan-fen 缘分
Small town boy
You’ve caught my attention, my passion
Yuan-fen links destiny and action
Devine thoughts, Oregon cowboy
Your mind awaits fate’s reaction
Could these two dance, forever after
I understand, pre-ordained
The life we have been given
I too, seek reaction
A constant flow
You say destiny waits on me
The answers, humanity holds
You’re reaction waits on you, too
Humanity needs a push
How about you
What are we left to conclude
Choose to take
Offer to forgo
The path defined by yuan-fen 缘分
Yuan 缘 pulls two souls together
Fen 分 the depths of hard work
A journey of enlightenment
A cowboy with a camera
Traveler, who are you
Mysterious
Kindred
Moving towards self discovery
Mighty diligence of pursuits
A heart similar to mine
The great unknown
Powerful
Alive, yet hidden in mystery
Trust without fear
Bravery, you inspire me
Are you comfortable with your soul
Leading through such amazing photos
A fated life worth the work
Deeper than simplicities
Choices never ending
Our object of selection
Must be proven by our path
Says your ancient Chinese, yuan-fen symbols
We must relax
You have it all figured out, Photographer
Philosopher, owner of an extraordinary mind
Own it
Believe it
Sell it to me straight
Impressive expression, solo rider
Your art, like mine,
Quite a solitary life
Single soulful being,
In the pursuit of a dream
Yuan-fen your motivator
Karma, your powerful stream
Photographer, you help me to believe
Please
Walk with me
Please
Force me to go slow
Please
Let’s go nowhere in particular
Please
Ask me how I am, now you can
Please
Wait for my brave answer
Please
Use your voice to comfort a poet
Please
Hold my hand, make me hold yours
Please
Point out life’s simplicities
Please
Prove to me they are worth my time
Please
Make me think, hard
Please
Tell me to stop worrying
Please
Remind me who is leading me
Please
Force me to look into your eyes
Please
Insist I be me
Please
Mom
Mr. Don Charisma’s Compassion Challenge: This one’s been a long time coming. I started this blog over a year ago now and haven’t written but two poems about my mother. Lot’s of pain there, but good pain. I love her. We’ve been through a lot. She is what strives me to be who I am today. She is a woman of courage. One day, I’ll open up more about our relationship, but tonight I felt the need to write this poem. It worked out perfectly…I just had to go for it and write it. Not think, just do…(Tomorrow morning will feel like waking from a one night stand…be gental, friends.
Hey, Momma
It’s me, Audrey
Your red headed, baby girl
You left me in charge at twelve
I knew how to make lasagna
You taught me well
I also know that you had to go
Left without a feasible choice
You and Dad, loved each other
Somewhere deep inside
Young souls
Hard knocks
Emotional Distance
Ended it all
Now I understand
As a young girl I couldn’t have
I’m a woman
I’ve felt that pain
I tried my best to help you, during those days
Raised your three other beauties
While you chased a dream
Today, I understand life isn’t easy
When you sit back and reflect
You feel like you abandoned us
As children we would’ve agreed
As adults, we forgive
Four children have seen where you were
You and Dad, well, yeah, blew it
Teenage forever love, how many truly achieve
We love you both, and the times we’ve had
Forgive yourself
Live life now
Enjoy knowing we turned out well
We’re all part of you
Your love proved, seeded deep
Maybe, we wouldn’t change anything
We met our Dad, after you left
He had to meet us half way
He did, it’s okay
We all turned out fine
Blessed journeys either way
Parenting isn’t easy
No one is perfect, no way, no how
Belive it, tis true
Let’s make the most of our time now
Sparkling Eyes
You
A set of eyes
I may never see
I feel how they look at me
Sparkling full of humor, trustworthy
Do you know what you truly do
Sparkle
Twinkle
Bionic
How do sparkling eyes see so well
Into my heart
Understanding my mind
I’m an open book, apparently
Didn’t take you much time
Brown
Blue
Hazel
Green
Even grey like the clouds
We both have no problem visioning
Laugh a lot,
Smart eyes, sparkle some more
I could get lost in yours
Close them tight
Or let me kiss them
Good night
Amen
Knowledge
Slow down dear heart
You have but one body
A single mind for consuming
What’s my rush
I can’t learn it all
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Hearts beat rapidly
Bodies urge
A mind craving details
I want, I need, I believe
Striving towards excellence
~
Heart quickening
Hands shaking
Mind alive, perceiving
Are these three deceiving me
I may know nothing
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Heart slows
Hands rest
Mind goes back to dreaming
Stopping myself
My own worst enemy
Man Toy
An object
Of my affection
Does that bother you
Maybe a piece of meat
Possibly
A cabana boy, too
Uncontrollable
Giggles
Keep shining through
All because of you
Character writing today
You always take the bait
No one else will do, my muse
Fantasy or truth doesn’t matter
What my mind does for you
Oh, you would be flattered
Happy Friday, my friends! Hope this brings a smile to your faces. I’m a giggly this morning, for sure. Hugs and much love. Enjoy your day!
Passionate Pink
Splash of color
Bathing in green
Pale, light, angelic flower
Hint of freckling
Quiet and willing
Independent
Brave
Although, quivering
Choosing to believe
She belongs here
Refuses to compare
Color or ability
Once a bud with hot pink protectives
Then the sun arrived
Petals begin to emanate
Flowing
Stretching their limbs
A fair maiden preparing
Soaking in ray’s of sun
Light creates her sublimely
Sweet, pale, pink flower
Nothing else compares
Yet, she holds no power
Remaining vulnerable
To your stare
An Argument – Part 2
“Take the blindfold off, my dear!”
“Just a minute. Not much further now. Step…step…step…oh, wait! Knees, up. Okay, step…step…step…steeeeppp.”
“You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you? These don’t feels like true steps I’m walking on, Ma’am.”
” Well, they are, Mister!”
“I’m slowly losing my patience, Lady..”
“Relax. We’re here. You used to be more fun, you know?”
“Here! Take this dumb cloth. *looking around* What? You’ve got to be joking…”
“What’s the matter?”
“We’re at the park. Not the quilt and the clouds again! You tricked me! I knew those weren’t real steps I was climbing.”
“Oh, just lay down on the quilt, you old goat. We have fighting to do.”
“I want to begin by saying that I am not looking for anything in those clouds today. Rats, I say, to all elephants!”
“This is where we do our best thinking, my dear.”
“No, this is where you bring me to try and change my mind. I recall this spot, and our discussion perfectly. We fought my dear.”
“Now quit! I think this time we’ll be more productive. Have some faith. ”
“We are never productive, my sweet.”
“Yes we are! Why just yesterday we agreed on naming our slug. I say bravo for that feat. Wouldn’t you, Sir?”
“I don’t know. I can’t remember back that far.”
“You don’t remember yesterday, but you can remember the spot where we first fought?”
“Well, yes, so it seems…”
“How romantic, Dear. ”
“No, I call that self perseverance. ”
“How’s that?”
“One should remember their way around a battlefield.”
“This quilt, my mother made, is not a battlefield…!”
“Wanna bet, Hun?”
I think these two have a story to tell. We’ll be checking back in with them from time to time.
Their first discussion can be found here, if you’d like to read their first fight.
I know its wordless Wednesday. What does that even mean…
Smiles
I woke up smiling today
Visions of dark clouds
Passing through the sky
Evaporating
Piece by piece
Back to before
Conception
What is left?
Smiles
Grace
Love
By all mankind
Encouraging words
Forever grateful
A pleasing life
May you have a plate full
Always
Smiling again at every turn
We’re all meant to be okay
Your Hands
A working man’s hands
You raised me, astounding
A vision of brokenness
Yet respect found us, thankfully
Father, years of mending misgivings
Holding hands, you love me
Unconditionally
~
A working man’s hands
A brother to me, oldest sibling
Strong, brave, forever loving
Growing up, you fixed our needs
Hearts, cars, music, dreams
Your hands beside me, waiting
Unconditionally
~
A working man’s hands
Found you, awakening my dreams
Outstanding similarities, just breathe
Waiting patiently, my journey
Imagining and releasing all fears
Your hands, I’m offering them peace
Unconditionally









