Day three of trying to buy eggs, maybe longer.
Probably
Still none in sight
However,
I got a call from my neighbor, her boyfriend has good news
His girls are layin’
Sounds like I’ll have eggs soon,
So much for leaving the county.
Planning
Tag Archives: Nebraska
Nowadays
summer view for sale
passing through nowadays
golden hues melting
Belonging
A smile, the product of overwhelming acceptance.
Crazy how writing a sentence can be the cause of tears.
Is wanting such a simple human response proof of a wandering spirit in search of connection?
A place to belong,
Echoes inside of me,
awakens at dawn.
Genuine acknowledgment in a situation played out before ours eyes,
should not be controlled.
Why deny the person across from you the gift of worth?
My smile is yours.
Seems Simple
curvy in multiple places
my soft spots will be
a favorite
twilight peeking through
i do wish to be with you
Quablers In Love
This afternoon I drove for awhile, after work, before turning around and heading home. You see, it’s not a far drive from one to the other and I needed to think, so off I traveled.
But This Is What I Do
I fall hard
but this is what I do.
I imagine long walks,
you pointing out the vision
I see as reality,
but this is what I do.
I picture myself as a flower,
each petal adored, even
in her simplicity,
but this is what I do.
The vast Midwestern skyline
of Nebraska takes me to
where you are daily, and I pray
but this is what I do.
I wander inside of a daydream
where we exist as one,
but this is what I do.
His Devotee
her lack of confidence,
deep within,
sails past most
as they watch
day to day,
so intriguing, she,
a soul they want close.
Then One leans in,
comes a little closer,
sensing her heart,
listening.
The wait he’ll entertain,
a point of patience given,
proof of his ability
to see her,
and who she is,
true acceptance shown, granted.
The beginning of what is
meant to be,
his devotee.
Preparing Me
Hey, Sweetie
Dad’s reassuring greet
I’ve just always expected
Weather’s calm
Dad’s predictability
Bring snacks for the backseat
Asking where to, and then
Do you know where we are
Just look for the sun
Stay calm
Know this will also pass
He has prepared me
Prairie Missive
my question begs, how do I remain,
remain without wanting to compete
compete for your attention
attention you offer willingly
willingly, but at what cost
cost may be greater
greater than you realize
realize first, I’m in love
love, found adamant in a terra-cotta sky
*Loop Poem
Onward
gripping flocculent monochrome thoughts
like grass tuffs in summer
now willing their release,
i know not what will become of me.
coolness of springtime
wearing off inside my palms,
as deep down the warmth of earth corrects right side,
my defeated revered thumbs.
dark corners of the woodlands
beckon hither
my soul hinged upon true light,
sprites leading in delicate whisper
don’t go for fear of what might…
chase winter with abandon,
fragile heart,
much yet to be loved
like melodic hums chasing snowflakes on tips of tongues.
so come old man winter
blazing frosted cool crisp air,
however I am treasured,
stripped tree my protector,
expose of me what you dare.
Just Try
pleasuring
opportunity
worldly joy
just try it
smile brought across the lips
now give it away
Our Defenders
a hero’s calling
decisions made to protect
may I thank you
Alone Inside My Head
I drove again
desolate, except for
Thedford,
lost alone inside my head.
wandered in the Sandhills
life: simpler; traditional.
not one wolf
maybe he lived beyond
the first crest of
rolling hills,
as smooth as curvy skin
from here, I think,
alone inside my head.
I like the shape of my breasts
as I look down due to insecurities
more than anything,
the way my favorite, blackest bra
holds them…
what I thought about while driving
alone inside my head.
yesterday, bent over my kitchen sink
crying and
wondering how I make life work,
I saw my long legs tucked into
my soft blue jeans
and thought
I adore my fuzzy slippers with these,
just me alone inside my head.
my reflection in the bathroom today,
concentrating on red curls,
specifically the one who chooses
to hang lower, looser than the rest,
she defies me,
I cheer for her
alone inside my head.
Cerulean View
to properly express
the blue i see,
would only
cause worry.
so tonight,
i refuse. You
become the poet,
my harvest sky
your muse.
Total Eclipse
I wake to a busy morning in quiet Nebraska. The corn fields continue the process of self-starting and sustaining, as it finishes out the perfect sweet corn phase of its season.
The light cloud coverage is beginning to burn away, as the sun raises higher in the azure sky. Today, here in my part of Nebraska, I will experience the eclipse in totality. Around our lunch/dinner hour we will gather as a community, who has welcomed many new faces and a team of scientists, to watch what only happens, if we’re lucky, once in a lifetime.
I have mixed feelings about the importance of viewing an eclipse, if I’m being honest, I wouldn’t travel and spend hundreds of dollars to view this moment in history. However, I’m grateful there are people in our country who do find true importance in recording, gathering and studying for the future of our world. I’m humbled, quite honestly, in how God has created us equal, yet blessed us with different gifts and its rather exciting to witness this fact, in and of itself, today.
Yes, for me, watching someone DO what they enjoy, and find their passion within, is fulfilling and a fine day’s work as I watch their minds turn and ideas flow – but that’s what social scientists do best.
We all have gifts and talents. My hope for today is for everyone to stop and consider what makes us positively different and the same and celebrate those bits. For we are much more productive united than we could ever be divided. I may have plucked that thought from someone…
Happy Eclipse Day, all Y’all,
Audrey Dawn
Existence
To create genuine happiness could be sealed in the simplest of moments
There would be nothing to their bliss, really:
He’d understand her crooked grin
And fight forever to see it again
Along with the dimples, and the sound which create them,
Causing the wink in his eye to stay
And it being the reason for her
The Colors of Dawn
She began pastel pink, airy and light
a sense of normalcy.
Darling.
Placing herself gently upon wide open and encompassing blue.
Auspicious.
As if appearing for the sole purpose of approval, geese, in v formation, fly through.
Scene Highlighted.
Prophetic.
Vibrant, at the snap of his command.
Passion, becomes the color of morning.
Beauty in Process
twilight gives way
to stardom
as today’s final
commitments complete.
rest assured,
we are who we are
yet, dreams encouraged, as
is becoming who we
want to be
She Is
She’s the heart
What causes the tick
Inside you. There’s
No darkness. Pure
Light, which makes
Her amazing. And you
Hers.
