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AprilDawn Aug 2014
I stand stunned
in awe
as you
sleekly shimmer by
in a fabulous flurry
of lustrous  lapis blue  
and jubilant  jade green
not sure where you are
headed
knowing that
wherever you wind up
glamour glides  
along as a
  constant companion
They  are  like  the sparkling fairies  of the insect world aren't they ?
AprilDawn Aug 2014
hot lovin lip lick
in the AM
wings it’s way
into my
mouth
hot
sweet
fake buffalo
real chicken
call my  mouth
your stomping grounds
I am a foodie.No regrets, and  unashamedly so  I can  write about a good snack apparently!
AprilDawn Aug 2014
yesterdays  seem
so long behind
today  is  close at hand
tomorrow is a heartbeat away
if   luck holds true
sandwiched  
within the layers of years
try to find
what  could get me through
this daily
mortal toil
I find myself  using my past  sad , or  glad  to help me through todays. Wicked storms  make sunshine  ever so much sweeter.
AprilDawn Aug 2014
I thought
with a jolt
not a single caper
to be found
the utter shame
of my sauce
lacking   zip
the lid comes off
with disdainful
faces
gathered round  
a  hot   ***  
of culinary
blame
pride in my  kitchen creations  displayed here !
AprilDawn Aug 2014
unfolds  on my face
every night
zig zagging
through
dusky skies
a summer's bounty of fireflies
flight pattern
known only to you
my camera cannot catch
your electric dance
turning  that  copse  
between the yards
by chance
from the neighbors
****** decor  
into  rustic country  charm  
all along
their  laundry lines
drying  pants
Today's poem took on a rhyme scheme somehow !
AprilDawn Jul 2014
lights my fire
every log placed just
right
stoked with attention
to detail
those wild  flames
  in your eyes
speak volumes
loves and lives
lost and found
a kind face
eventually embraced
by the golden red glow
of burning embers
and sticky sweet
 melted marshmallow
fingers
This was written the other  day  , and it is about my  fiance . His time in the boy scouts   makes  his  fire building skills  excellent. I have  a picture of him over a fire  with the flames   making this awesome  shot  from a trip to  several years ago  we took, and subsequent pictures of other fires  he has made  that brought about this  poem.
AprilDawn Jul 2014
tossed around
like empty peanut shells
between a greedy hound girl
and the local squirrel  riff raff
staging a hissy fit
territorial disputes run amuck
so much fuss
the elder pup stands firm
barks to never surrender
her claim to the lucky stash
all the while her feathered foes
swoop down
and steal them both  blind.
true story ...my senior blind grand pup  soph  and a local squirrel in a snack  fracas  when  a bird takes the opportunity  to break the stalemate
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