Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Celestial sky parts as morning descends upon the bay with the gentlest kiss. Tranquility trickles in the ripples and stuns me to stillness. Just me and the Creator sharing a moment together, the beauty so powerful, perhaps a reminder that I can carry this with, and when the day becomes hectic, I … Continue reading The Rippling Within
Happy Sunday! It’s a good morning. Because I have the amazing blessing of deciding how I fill my day. What a gift. What freedom. What power. What will I select from the generous menu to construct this day? First, I choose mental and emotional peace. What brings me balance? Writing. Nature. God. Companionship. I have … Continue reading Building a Good Day
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
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
My whole family playfully makes fun of me for my cloud obsession. But what they don't know is that clouds are one of my therapies. Nature, in general. I find it nearly impossible to retain negative thoughts and feelings while being in nature. Maybe it's just my personal distractibility level. Maybe it's my higher power … Continue reading Whisked Away
When the petals fall, make potpourri to keep fresh the scent of the sweet memories. When the rain falls, look to the trees; wet feathers never deter the birds from singing. When loneliness sets in, know it's but one leg of the journey; paths cross for reasons, and someone special is coming... Poem and images … Continue reading When the Petals Fall
Making merry, mirth outbursts, you make this day memorable, so much more; of course, I recognize, could never look this gift horse from above in the mouth, for the blessing of you in my life is apparent, and I am so grateful. The goodness I get from you fills me up; the helium pressure lifts … Continue reading Mirth Bursts
I once wrote about a revelation I had while on an airplane, that the sun is always shining above the storm clouds. I think about that still and now. How many people are trapped in their moods and even life circumstances, how sad it is that they are not able to experience the sun from … Continue reading Above It
The rain reveals the colors of me, the gentle sun dries the drops from my wings, as I collect letters in the breeze and string them together on recycled webs like a garland of dreams... these words, so sweet-smelling, freshly picked bouquets I then disperse like confetti rain Poem and image ©LauraDenise
Don't blink or they'll be grown, living in different places, separated by more than miles, by the race of life. Don't blink or you'll miss realizing this kiss is the last one they'll permit because they're too old now and that's gross. Don't blink, take it in, a snapshot in your head, perhaps … Continue reading Don’t Blink
