My one wish denied
Sun sets on you, my sleeper
Angel’s soaring wings
Images
Wide Open

Possibilities endless
Progressing in a forward motion
Green on both sides like arms
Submissive smiles
Spring has arrived
Open road which offer curves
Thank you
May we all acquire what we deserve
Love
Forgiveness
Acceptance
Could this solve suffering
Somewhere there will always be a no,
Remember those who say yes
Shout from the top of the rolling hills
Life is worth living
Every bit
Take this road fast, as it transcends
Wide open destiny
Lavender
Blue
Beacon Of Hope
Wholeheartedly

Visiting unsafe places
At dawn
Creatures lurking
Yes, just right there
I’ve found a bridge
It’s been put there as a sign
I should walk across it
Leave the rest behind
Nervous
Today, I won’t allow fate’s misdirection
I see green, it surrounds
Proof you’re here somewhere
Hoping you’ll find me
You saved me once before
With your words so loud and with flare.
When you write of love and devotion,
This lady understands wholeheartedly.
I love you
I used to believe it was my mind,
doing amazing deeds for you.
This morning clarity allows me,
Quietly,
to agree it is your words,
which have changed me.
Devotion

Longing for my heart’s home
Keeps me peaceful
Centered
A calm destination
My weakened mind’s petition
Striving place for final clarity
A soft place to fall into actualities
Rocky Mountains of supreme force,
Continue to remind.
They never grow taller sadly,
Forever crumble slow.
This I know
Pushing to defy reality;
Show me taller and stronger,
With more reserve.
Rivers flow, a one way road;
Beautiful rivers babble,
Find peace in those.
My river rages far into forever,
Defines devotion
March
Spring flowers
Growing wild outside,
And in my mind
Remind me why,
I chose today to fly
Should I trust
I’m a small bird
In a big world,
An overwhelming view
The rain was massive
A tsunami, of sorts
The wind blew,
Yet allowed me to stand
Then made me climb mountains,
Scream towards this vast land
View ocean’s waves,
Pondering thoughts in my brain
But it was the train, train, train
What I would give for one more ride
One more try
I blame Spring Break
That nasty troll
The best was the robin red breast
I loved his sweet tune
All of these reminded me of you
March came in like a lion
Been sitting like a lamb
Bring the lion back
Is all I ask
Force Me: My Marks Are Fading (Dark Poetry)
Keeping track of every moment
My body reacts,
To your emotions
Tonight I’m asking for darkness
Intrigue me
Honor my request
Lesser men haven’t
They’ve kept me in a tangled mess
I’m demanding you challenge
Don’t think me afraid
Do you see how my marks fade
I have an urgency to feel
No, I won’t hold your hand
Once and a while a lady will command
I assume this will make you mad
I’m counting on that
I know what you’re thinking
She has no idea what she’s requesting
I’ve learned a few rules
This personality,
Since I was fifteen
Tonight, a monster I’m craving
In the end, do it sweetly
I want you to push back
Crush me
Control me
Center me
Take me
Force my feelings out
To Feel Again

Excitement
Thrill of the ride
Dizzy
Keep riding
Lightheaded
Sensations never felt
Reckless
Go higher and higher
Flighty
Pausing for air
Punchy
Oh to laugh
Free
Spring Break
Courage

This is my thinking place, I share it happily
I wish we could walk it once together
I have questions of life
Your answers provide my awakening
Your creative gift today, well, I’ll forever be thanking
Writing is a personal journey
Sharing it with others takes faith in God, for me
Remind me why we do what we do
Why writers rip open their minds
Toss contents on the table
Wear our hearts out on complete strangers
After today’s post I think I should share a photo I find comfort in remembering. The poem above I wrote after my friend, Michael, posted a beautiful photo. He wrote of encouraging thoughts along with it. His words helped then and they continue to help me today. Check out his photo and his blog, Harcourt 51, if you haven’t done so already. He is worth sharing with you guys. He creates wonderful opportunities to think and stretch your mind. His photos are spectacular, as well. For your words, Michael, once again I thank you.
Winter Path
Merry Christmas

According to my daughter, even as far back as Christ’s birth, all new parents go through the same insecurities.
I’ve never laughed so hard….
Merry Christmas!
As Christmas Eve begins I want to take a few minutes to thank you all for being part of this blog with me. Each comment you were brave enough to make made me feel like I was becoming more and more welcome in your world.
Thank you for being part of my world.
The effort you make to stop by and read my thoughts humbles me and is a true act of kindness. I love every Like and Comment you’ve bestowed upon Oldest Daughter – Red Headed Sister.
Oh! The awards! I will be thanking you for them ASAP. This month has been so exciting as you acknowledge my efforts to find my voice.
Thank you. The past eight months have been a precious gift. I am so thankful for the strength I found back in April to give blogging a chance. The rewards have been priceless.
Thank you, Jesus for always knowing just what this red head needs.
Merry Christmas,
Audrey Dawn –
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister
Not By The Hair On My Chinny-Chin-Forget It
Boardwalk Christmas Sighting
Wednesday’s Window: Show and Tell
It pains me to consider what I’d do if my bookshelf went up in flames today.
I find this little show and tell situation a bit daunting. Who could choose just five books? Well, I know I couldn’t, let’s start there. I decided that in order to make this a bit easier on myself, I’d simply choose one from each shelf on my bookcase.
No, I didn’t go and rearrange my favorites in order to save them. I think that limiting myself to a shelf at a time helped to increase the atmosphere. You know it fed into that philosophical way of thinking that we all share:
RULES IS RULES, PAL!
I’m quoting Spanky from the Little Rascals, incase you need a reference. He’s President of the He-Man Wuman Hater’s Club, if you want his credentials before agreeing to my strict guidelines. 😉
1. A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness – I choose this novel based on the way the author writes her men. My heart starts beating faster just thinking of Harkness’ Matthew. This one is an extreme guilty pleasure because it’s about vampires and witches. Two photos come to mind when I think of this book:
2. The Bible. No other explanation needed if you’ve been reading my blog for any time at all. I relate to Moses. Kindred souls, are we. Well, not the killing, the breaking of the Commandment tablets or 40 day walk, but more like,
Exodus 4:10 Moses said to the Lord, “O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.” 11 The Lord said to him, ” Who gave man his mouth? Who makes him deaf or mute? Who gives him sight or makes him blind? Is it not I, the Lord? 12 Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.”
Yeah, more like that measure of Moses, the burning bush version.
3. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway
Have you ever needed to go so far deep into yourself to find courage that continuing on down the black hole of your soul frightens you? And then were you shocked that you found peace there? You, too? We should talk.
4. Fall of Giants by Ken Follett
I’m choosing this one, because I started it thinking my friend, Wendie, was crazy for recommending a book this size. I didn’t have time to read this beast of a book. The book was humongous, extremely historical and most of all…bloody fantastic. I never thought this genre would sweep me off my feet, but it has a way of going about it. Sneaky, it is!
5. As You Like It by William Shakespeare
*** “All the world’s a stage
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts …” ***
We must remember to play each of our given roles, am I right? Oh, I think we need coffee for this one. Nothing like a good story about reconciliation and forgiveness, the countryside, forests of France and a chance to read about every aspect of love in one place. What am I doing? I can’t even begin to find the words for how much I enjoy this one.
That’s it, I’m done!! Play along or don’t play. It really doesn’t bother me either way. That rhymes… 😉
( I hope there is never a fire, because this little “get to know me game” stressed me out. Hope my books forgive me.)
I’m Great and Cool

Just so we’re clear, I’m cool. I’m very, very, very cool! Happy Friday!
Sweet Spots
The notes allow,
a feeling of familiarity.
It’s the words I crave,
creativity inspires the muse.
The length of the weekend, I loathe.
Happy Halloween

A Happy Halloween! I hear that the rain will be keeping all the children inside today. Halloween cancelled? Maybe, how strange. I have a little green Witch that will be so sad…
Oh, and this pumpkin masterpiece, created two years ago, by the little boy who grew up this year and doesn’t feel a need to consider Halloween. New role for him?
Candy Benefactor, I suppose.
Rain rain go away…














