It makes me sadto have to sleep,to have to leavea favorite sky and realized dreams,to not have more timeto write and read;oh heavy eyes, why do you betray me?
Parting From Sky
Always Have Been
When the voices inside,whether yours or theirs,start to rise up and disguise the lies as truths, look to the skyand see the rayof light shining downon false transparencies refracting all thebeautiful colorsthat make up you. Don't use artificiallooking glasses,for the perpetratorscan too easilyhide behind them,your doppelgänger included. See your reflection insteadin the windows of the soulsof those … Continue reading Always Have Been
Cloud Sails
Nothing perpendicular nor parallel nor artificial about the clouds, the only construction in how they are always self-shifting, in motion, morphing into pictures and infinite undefined shapes. No straight lines to not cross nor borders boxing in the imagination, already dissected and discarded by the non-hands of mortal science “experts,” the angels that form them, … Continue reading Cloud Sails
A Hummingbird Visit
I was sitting out on the patio this morning after the rains, writing, or attempting to, taking a typing break, messaging a friend about my struggle to get back into prose writing; I think my DNA has morphed since being rebirthed back into a poet. I was realizing that my own nature photos have come … Continue reading A Hummingbird Visit
Enchanted Ground
I stumbled upon a mushroom housewhen the legendary Leaf Bird landed atop,so close I could smell the fungus walls;no bell, so naturally, I knocked. No answer but that deterred me notfrom exploring the enchanted grounds;searching for spritely magical creatures,a Flower Fairy I found! She happily showed me around! Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Among the Magic
You'll find me out backin my private non-gardenhunched over microscopic lifeinspecting myself within it, making the miraculousnessof the minute mundaneeven more magicalwhen I take thelens-trapped specimensback to my labto play with digital, matching what I seein my mind's eyein the world of nature,I present to othersin art form the endlessenchanted wonders. You do you:my life … Continue reading Among the Magic
In Between the Rains
In between the rains,I collect the molecules of my soul,air-dropped from the heavens,clues gifted from angels. I peer into the crystalliquid balls of the beyond,not the future but the now,glimpses of the parallel worlds. Each minuscule evanescent orbthe only looking glass for me;the universe within,my naked eye squints to see. This water of life toocomposes … Continue reading In Between the Rains
Blooms in the Night
Blooms in the nightI transform into moonsto increase the light andmake mystical the mood, darken the restto a sea of blackso the glowing floral and I can float or dance on water or airor maybe both,which is whythey reflect dropsof The Eighth Sea's soul. Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Abandoning Ghosts
If just for today, my darling, turn your back on them;let's leave the ghosts behind,full circle turn the penance. We'll frolic through the fields,tuck some petals behind our ears;let the coast drown out those distant wails,let our laughter be what we hear. Take my hand, my love;too beautiful is this day!Let's get lost on our deserted … Continue reading Abandoning Ghosts
Too Soon To Title
You can find me among the wildflowersin the golden light;this is one of the few things I knowabout where my soul resides. You'll carry the scars;they make you who you are, but rarely will they remindof the battles you thought you lostwhen you slipped through that presumed eternal holeinside. He lies. That's all you need to knowfor … Continue reading Too Soon To Title
