Poet. Writer. Photographer. Nature-Lover.
Palms sway, stealing fame from the sunset itself; tropical leaves lead the way to the surf and the shells. The signature landmarks naturally announce "welcome to your getaway," beckoning you to forever stay, where romance whispers and dreams play. Poem and images ©LauraDenise
The water remembers. That is a characteristic of one of the 5 elements of nature in the movie Frozen 2, which I recently watched with my daughter. I have to admit, Elsa is right up there with Wonder Woman for me in regards to empowering me, getting me pumped with my strength potential, with inner … Continue reading The Water Remembers
Many specific, powerful moments have I captured at the beach, with and without a lens, that live in me so vividly, there to be called upon on a whim whenever I need them. Two of these are my images “Pigeon on the Pier” and “Sunflowers in the Sand,” their lessons, how they resonated with me, … Continue reading Sea Feathers and Leaves
obstructed by boulders, been told of the horizon beyond make the best of the dead-end called home the road placed upon no need for wings when caged by ceiling dreams fading suffocating gaze turned away from that crack letting in light ears choose to no longer be fooled by hope's lullaby no way out of … Continue reading Obstructed
It is impossible for me to see only the surface beauty of nature. There is always a deeper meaning to me in all that I see, every leaf, every petal, every raindrop. I am soulfully connected to nature, its healing powers, its lessons, and of course, its unsurpassed awe-striking beauty gifted by a divine being. … Continue reading Mourning Doves
Diversity seems to seamlessly exist in harmony in nature especially along the Shore of Bliss, birds of different feathers, no two shells the same, we the only judges of beauty, assigning value and names. All words and images ©LauraDenise
Somewhere over the rainbow, beyond the shore, beyond the bay, someone is daydreaming of getting away to the paradise I get to live in every day, yet here I am already there, upon the same rainbow daydreaming of following the arc to the paradise of your arms if but only for one evening... … Continue reading Same Rainbow
Yellows and pinks seem to bring bright, happy things to mind: smiley faces, bright sunny days, carefree moments in the absence of time, kisses on the cheek, silliness unleashed, giggles reminiscent of youth, butterflies dancing, candy shop treats, floating on inflatables toward dreams in pools. Take me to … Continue reading Yellows and Pinks
Audio (Click here.) My head is bowed, my concentration in and out of intenseness on this leisure seashell hunt, looking along the shore for treasures no longer sunk. Nothing occupies my mind, for once, except for the task at hand, approaching each disruption to the smoothness of the tide-wiped sand, natural remnants scattered seemingly … Continue reading Signs in the Shells
Waves of yesterdays evidenced in footprints not yet erased lose their shadows in the gradual light of another day, and I add to them on my way to where the sand shows no trace of existence. I am one of the few witnesses. I patiently wait and wait for sun to make his … Continue reading Witness
