Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Give me cloudy days!Fill the skieswith grandiose displays,billows of magnificence,those ever-shifting shapes! No sunrise will I misswhen those clouds get their first kissand set off on their journeyblushing with pink bliss. Let the clouds continue to bloomwhen the skies default to blue;all day long, let them comeand show off what they can do. I'll still … Continue reading Give Me Cloudy Days
Sunflowers in the sand baffle my preconceived notions, such a traditional earthy flower sprouting alongside the ocean. It draws me in, such an unexpected sight, yellow-bursting heads, mini-suns against the muted, so bold and bright. So many thoughts beyond the beauty begin to orbit in my mind. I am reminded of childhood, … Continue reading Sunflowers in the Sand
I escape undetected slip past the sea-oat rimmed fence, cross the bridge to the great blue expanse, leave behind the land until toes get lifted from underwater sand, and I am in the unstable hand, at the whim of my moody but trusted friend to take me fathoms deep into the abyss … Continue reading Undetected
shapeshifting skypaints the awe for me a constant gift of heaven’s brush Poem and images ©LauraDenise
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
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
I caught her today,captured her existence,the legendary Wildflower Fairypaying my very own yarda visit!Her golden-backed silhouette under sun's guardianshipcame forth;chattered excitementamong the birds broke up the morning chorus,as she bent and whisperedsomething indiscernible to the seedlings,her dew-kissed faceand green-veined gownrevealing her as the Queen,so I found myselfbowing like the blades and leaves,for sometimes awe and magiccome disguised asweedsto … Continue reading Wildflower Fairy
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
Sometimes the sea simply calls me, in cahoots with the clouds, it seems; my steering wheel turns by itself toward their captivating spell, south, and where the land ends, it begins, the shift in me when I step in. The saltwater rushes my feet in an urgency to take me that contradicts with the stillness … Continue reading Saltwater Rinse
