Nature Nurtured

toad-eye entrancement
needed memory-loss spell
forgetting those woes 

Forlorn I was,
but Nature won’t have it
for long, 
always intercepting, 
knowing the sure-fire ways
to illicit my dimples;
this time, 
in an unused planter,
my own fairy garden
to behold,

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and if that wasn’t enough, 
the realization 
it was a family 
portraying love. 

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Funny how I always see
the romance between 
two fungi touching

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and how there doesn’t seem 
to be such a thing
as a mushroom 
without the merry,
underfoot fairy
tales in toadstools,
though they wouldn’t actually hold
a toad unless they were magical,
but then again, I am the biggest
believer in that, after all…

unexpected growth
merry mushroom family
unplanted smile sprouts

Faithfully, my family
out-of-doors
takes care of me  
whenever I start to feel
forlorn. 

And my pup, of course.

Poems and images ©LauraDenise

Princess Duties

I am not claiming to have a gift,
to be the one sought out
by enchanted beings,
but can anyone else see
the crab in the leaves
peering at me?

Clearly, he has a message,
to have crossed the busy street
from the beach;
does Titan need me
to immediately return to sea?

I hope all is well.
I get up close
to my crustacean friend.
I listen with my eyes
and take heart
to what he’s said…

misplaced habitat
red crab stares from the bushes
nets my attention

The Thread

silken single thread
nature’s web of life weaving
the dawns and seasons

Peace still exists:
it is in the stillness,
in the first soft light of
dawn’s shadow-displacement,

when the heavens descend
and dust creation
with a coat of gold
equally in every nation,

each new day, a gift
untainted,
like fresh snow’s
pure, printless blanket.

Peace is impervious
to extinction;
its persistent existence benignant
in perpetuum flourishing.

Peace needs not to be sought,
comes not in revelation;
it is in every detail
discreetly threading

this moment and the next
through seams that glisten.
Look closely for the evidence
that we are all connected.

My IG Poetry/Photography

You can find my haiku and micropoetry and more of my photography on Instagram: 

instagram.com/bylauradenise

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Here is my post from today… 

Sincere seeds
heart-harvested
naturally bloom
to sprinkle cheer
in discreet, little ways
that speak
volumes,
and the bouquet
never wilts,
remaining in the soil
of the soul
to regenerate
offshoots,
eternal growth.

All words and images on this site are ©LauraDenise