Poet. Writer. Photographer. Nature-Lover.
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
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
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
Golden beams lovingly reach through the leaves and beckon me to hop on; so far away is the day star yet so personal, this dawn to find me here among the birds before the day's bustle begins, as I walk to pacify the restlessness within. Soon the light will flood the day, cast down over … Continue reading Golden Beams
white gull camouflaged against the white sugar sand sparkling on white shell in magical fashion white-crested waves crashing gracefully onto shore passing through me with the salty cure muted subtle hues calm my mind and spirit my arms i raise no wings to lift away with i fall into the surf and when all … Continue reading Emergence
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
I challenge you... to try to remain focused on your mind's troubles when fallen tree-blossom petals keep playfully popping your bubble, to attempt to cling to the dust gathering on your dream's wings when gusts of spring breeze keep gleefully sweeping, to keep your head down from the weight of the world when the sky … Continue reading Try To
Mower engine stopped at the sight of movement in a patch of wild, human stoops low to observe from a different perspective for a while... What intricate patterns and details! What interesting coloring... Magnificent minuscule creature, you are quite lovely! Hop along now! Hop elsewhere to safety. With lens and mind's eye, I've … Continue reading Minuscule Magnificence
