Tag: #support

Neither Lost

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Neither of us currently lost

in the deep wood,

 

but alone on your long walk,

let me be reminders to you

 

of the good,

 

let me be that bright twinkling

on the water

when the sun and ripples

seem to come together

to call you,

 

let me be the single blurry bloom

coming into view,

 

a heart-butterfly

to whisper-deliver a message

just for you,

 

let me be that subtle extra beauty

that brightens up your day

and life,

 

as you were for me

when I walked alone

by the sea

and you made me realize

 

that beauty

can be gifted

but can also

be seeded

inside.

 

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

The Root

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The root of it all,

the root that grew

for so long beneath,

was much larger,

more complex,

than I expected it to be,

 

for noiseless it was

deep within,

a tumor of the psyche

for so long, so slowly

expanding,

 

the vines that sprouted

clung on with vicious might,

penetrating the crevices,

crooks of the mind,

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dishonest camouflage,

blending in with the green

as it creeped,

whispering lies

to each individual leaf,

 

tricking the green

to change to brown

to abandon bright colors

and fade into the ground…

 

You helped me locate

the root of it all,

the root that grew

for so long beneath.

 

Your hand brushed mine

as you handed me the shovel,

for you knew the only one

to dig it up

had to be me.

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Thank you for helping me become

free.

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All words and images on this site ©LauraDenise

 

This Is

Sunrise kisses brushed upon eyelids,

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Quenching drops nourishing, renewing, the spirit,

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Velvet petals caressing the flesh, erasing false perfections,

inner seeds in ecstasy sacrificially spilling,

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Breezes always joyfully willing

to carefully carry the heart’s deepest wishes,

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Lonely floating feathered silhouettes receiving comforting sunset ripples,

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Faithful mutually blooming companion, a bud always returning,

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Upon a pure canvas, watercolors mixing,

slowly, beautifully messily dripping,

fluid, never fully setting,

in the swirling abstract showing

what each individual soul has mourned, is yearning…

This is poetry.

And art. And music.

And, I suppose,

love.

 

All words and images ©LauraDenise

Drops of You

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My heart was fragile,

tissue-paper thin.

Only you could

continuously drip

the nourishment

I needed

 

in a way in which

I could absorb it all

without tearing

or having my petals

fall,

 

and you saw

past the false

decoy colors I donned,

knew beneath,

my heart’s truest hue

was pure,

a dove,

 

and the peace

within myself

soon followed,

 

all because

you were the rain

that found me

from that cloud.

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Words and images ©LauraDenise