Allure
Each of their own
Combined complemented
Symbiotic nature bringing
Beauty
Padre
Symbiotic
Beauty
Féileacán
Pixabay
Oh Féileacán –
Dancer in the sky
Bright celebration of colour
A festival of joy – as you flutter by.
Boldly spinning pirouettes among the buddleia
And yet you are so shy
Taking flight at just the slightest breeze
Or when anyone approaches nigh.
Stay with me but for a moment more
Please don’t say goodbye
Let me your company keep
My life to beautify.
Padre
Skoenlapper
Pixabay
Bright bringer of happiness
Embodiment of delight
Delicate expression of beauty
Wherever you take flight
What has brought you to my garden –
From your origins afar?
A reward for some noble deed, that I have done –
Or an unearned gift – you choose the bring – upon my lucky star?
Bright skoenlapper – please do not leave
For you out grace the very flowers
I hope to gaze upon your loveliness
For all my remaining hours
Padre
Beyond the Hype
Image by Oliana Gruzdeva from Pixabay
Aunt Elsa tossed the copy of Vogue onto the coffee table shaking her head dismissively.
“It just isn’t right,” she observed.
“Excuse me, what’s not right?” I asked.
“These highfalutin magazines, with the sickly skinny models tell’n us how we should look. That one on the cover there, eyelashes up to her eyebrows and a mascara line almost to her ears. It ain’t natural, and God help ’em if they get caught in a rainstorm, or did any real work and got sweaty, their man wou’n’t even recognise them,” Elsa ranted.
“That’s a little harsh, don’t you think?” I challenged.
“You think?” she continued. “Take them there Kardashians, and the like. It’s all false like those magazine eyelashes. And they think they have all the answers on how to be a woman. It ain’t the make-up or the “love” advice. You are born to it or you ain’t. Take me, ain’t I a woman? And nobody ever had to tell me how to do it.”
With that she stood and and adjusted the shoulder strap on her overalls and slid on her rubber boots. “Better be gett’n back to the afternoon milking,” she said. “But thank you for the coffee.”
Padre
FOWC with Fandango — Highfalutin
Nature’s Splendor
– Jovana Rikalo
In beauty of pink and white
Graces afloat in a grassy sea
Under the starlight of a daisy sky
Embodying nature’s splendor
Padre
Freckles
Patterns marked upon the face –
Freckles, brown spots, blemishes of the sun.
Gracing redheads, brunettes, and blondes,
These marks of life times speak:
Beach days or long walks upon the green –
Why would any uniform skin seek,
At the cost of so much fun?
Padre
A Road Worthy
©Padre’s Ramblings
A Road Worthy
On highways and byways
Along roadways, and streets,
We make our daily journeys
‘Til life’s journey we complete.
Some are roads of light and beauty,
Others with darkness and decay,
Some lead us up to higher ground,
And some the other way.
Do we ponder the paths we travel?
Which are worthy of our attendance?
Do stride the paths of merit?
Do we bless them with our presence?
Let us value our own journey,
And pick paths glorious and bright,
And make all our roads worthy,
And enjoy our pathways right.
Padre
MARIA ANTONIA 2019 Photo Challenge: Road Worthy
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