Nature has a way
of knowing
us so personally:
when is the last
time you slowed
or stopped to notice,
to receive,
the messages
in clouds
and leaves?
Mother’s Messages
Tag: Love
Embrace
Love is not a fall
except in the tender embrace
at last season’s end
just before
The Rising.
Departure
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Soar
When the world is silhouette
in the darkness of new day,
and The Maker begins to add
the first colors of paint,
beginning with the sky
and blending into the sea,
as each ripple begins rippling
and the seabirds spread their wings,
my heart awaits the bristles
upon the lonely shore,
always hoping He’ll add wings
so my love can finally soar.
Poem and image ©LauraDenise
In Gold And Green
Fireworks burst
in gold and green
in November
beside the sea:
Morning’s first rays
reaching Palm’s leaves,
requited love
reuniting.
Barren bay-bridge
connects like a hammock
two trunks of trees,
so I sway awhile
in the soulful respite
of Peace’s breeze.
His Ray
Dawn gently stirs
to find her,
single wildflower.
In his softest warmth
extended,
she slowly rises,
highlighted,
and across the shadow line
sends her cheer
to the fallen,
who, in turn,
becomes one
with the earth.
“Right behind you,”
she comfortingly whispers,
as a sea bird
breaks the ray,
or was it Sun
blinking his tear
away?
Poem and image ©LauraDenise
Scrapbooking
Split-rail fences,
wildflowers,
clouds and moon,
and golden hours,
cuddly pets,
pajama days,
all things cinnamon,
autumn ablaze,
friends’ hugs,
hugs in general,
generations working
on jigsaw puzzle,
chai latte,
tea in fancy china,
every sunrise,
29:11 of Jeremiah,
daughter blossoming
and other such miracles,
like the way You show me
Your love, unconditional…
these but a few
of my favorite things
I fill my album
with to keep
the good in me
to offset the pain
until I finally find
my way home again.
Breathing Light
I wish
in my towering height,
bloom stretched
to the beautiful sky,
only to
bear seeds,
to take hold
inside of you
on this breath
of love’s breeze.
Among your shadows,
I yearn
to sprout
to devour
all choking
self-doubts
and leave
your soul
to bleed
only in white.
I wish to feed you
my excess
light.
Repel With A Cause
What if
I repelled the shame
of all the ways
my overly-passionate heart
led me seemingly
astray?
And what if
this heart of mine
were not in fact
a curse
but one of the greatest
gifts bestowed
upon this earth
to wield not
a shield welded
from past pains
but to let loose
in full potential
this love
like saving
rain?
Breaking Chains
When the hurt floods in
and your traumas
drain your green
and starve to death
your newly-sprouted dream,
when the cobwebs reappear
and re-chain you
to faulty self-beliefs,
when you bow your head
and turn with shame from me,
know that I
will always remain
to break the cycle
of love leaving you again.
I will lend my green
and yellow and light,
and whisper that I love you
still and more and despite
like you have done for me
in this beautiful, mutual growing
of self-love.
Laura Denise 