Poet. Writer. Photographer. Nature-Lover.
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
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
Audio (Click here.) Oh, Great Coral Conch Shell by the seashore, if I whisper you my secrets, will you share with me yours? If I tell you what I think about these mysteries to be true, will you reveal nuances subtly as clues? If I sat here still and listened attentively, would you tell me … Continue reading Seashell Ifs
She soaks her dreamcatcher feathers in moonlight to harness the lunar power of cosmic possibilities; though the glow does not keep, from the weave into her dreams the magic seeps, and she dances all night among the stars, flowing dress sweeping across the sky in a solo performance that causes sentimental clouds to cry, and … Continue reading Feathers Aglow
Waterdrops drip from the gray, but they do not dilute my colors; boldly, they remain. My dreams are not made of sidewalk chalk in danger of the rain; they cannot be washed away. They are more like the wildflower, beautiful bloom with roots that the earth selflessly lends a hand to, so the … Continue reading Rainy-Day Dreams
Sometimes I like the blurry pictures, the ones not quite so defined, especially when they mix like watercolors into the distant sunset sky, for like my mind, all that about me relaxes now with unposed ease, and it seems even the flowers give way to the gentle breeze, and as I sip sangria beneath the … Continue reading Sunset Petals
Golden sunbeam finds me between the leaves; I cannot hide from nature's loving reach. Each new day offers new ways for sleepy dreams to be rejuvenated and for goals to be reached, for the only thing between is belief, and will to go after each, for guaranteed after every winter like spring, the potential in … Continue reading The Green
The thing about hope-feathers and wishies is that they depend on the breeze for launching. On this still day, sorrow wants to hang so heavily, but perhaps instead, I'll lend a soft breath just to keep these someday dreams from dying completely. All words and images on this site ©LauraDenise
Let's head to the coast where the road ends, where sand leads to sea and the dreams we once had; let's set afloat the last of our hesitations and jump into the waves to rebirth the heart's dormant wishes. This is our life, a new beginning: hand-in-hand, let's fully live it! The … Continue reading These Dreams
