seven in a row
within the hour, it seems
a smile innocently appears upon my freckled face,
had I a mirror, maybe it would reflect a glow.
Redhead
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Giddy
with excitement
my soul a flutter,
silly smirk on my lips
as the climb continues.
show me
take me
allow the fall
everything here is perfect,
even my brokenness
***
What I Would Have Shown You
Silently Begging
can I be the one nestled
emerging beneath
the grandness, of which
is your presence,
ever strong, ever true
humble, yet the perverbal glue,
guiding the brilliance
you’ve created in me,
a testament to you,
soul enchanting.
Apologies
I hate myself
a little bit
more
when I apologize
for who
I am
***A little background for a poem I’m sure will leave you wondering.
Sapphire Winter
she longed to use words,
like sufficient, levity
with her ear towards
barren and lacking,
as it passes
in echos
across the plains.
snow covered beauty
upon her feet, as icicles
dangle like earrings
her curvy body now, complete.
cover her in ice
and believe in her shimmer,
standing eloquent
within her sun’s
radiant heat upon a seductive sapphire winter.
Storm
the rumble returns
I hear him behind dark clouds
smell of Spring, joy of new
the impatient hail, patient sun
felt between lightening strikes,
twisting, changing, my view
as the wind calls out,
remember me.
I’d offer my heart, each beat,
for a moment of truth,
where feeling the security
of love
at its rawest, keeps me
invested, sure and confidant.
don’t tell me, show me
and I’ll wear love
on my skin, in my hair and
within my eyes once again.
March Delivers
Shivers promoting
Springtime with an opinion
Nature amazes
***
Came home for lunch today and I’m freezing cold. It’s raining again.
I looked out my kitchen window and was inspired by the shadow my enormous tree had created on the concrete. Not sure my words reflect the object by any means, but I felt compelled to share.
Either way, I believe this picture will inspire another poem soon enough because I’m drawn to it. Maybe you are, too.
It’s a gloomy day, yet I’m perky, which doesn’t always pair with the rain. Maybe it’s time to dance…
Back to work.. ♡
Within Me
Pristine nightfall ends
Even before my dawning
The want is there, love
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
Stoic Protector
Do you know the owl,
The one who sits now
Upon the middle limb,
The patchwork branch,
Of a once thriving essence?
Her skin is exposed,
Bare, light timber
Amongst veined,
Even freckled patches of,
Black and grey bark.
Owl remains perched,
Guarding at the helm,
As the brightest star sets
Behind thinning stock, and
What is now his tree,
Whether he chooses to
Believe it or not.
She’s the aftermath of
Witnessed abuse,
Pain felt,
And reoccurring sadness
As others depart.
He’s her stoic protector
And shall not fade
With the evening sun.
Good Morning
Been fussing with my tree for a few days. Tryin’ to create festive feelings by decorating. Each morning brings colder weather and along with it the sniffles and coughs.
The children have been giving 100% in all their activities and with school. My responsibilities are being tended to, as well. The Christmas season is upon us. A lot to be thankful for this year. Today, we’re going to take in the wonder of our many blessings.
I hope you do, as well.
Happy Sunday, Y’all.
Golden Equinox
Inevitable
Accepting free fall decent
Holy spirit move
Purple Ash
Autumn royalty
Changing mulberry to plum
Design reverance
Devoted Missive
might we always
connect upon
the best of a hickory branch.
touch with the ease,
of leaves to a gentle breeze,
and focus on the depths
within each.
for my intense reaction
speaks
to you
and you love how it looks
on me.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 