We have the moon, love;it brings you here.Gravity drawsyour spirit nearerlike the tides rise,but we will never fall–except in loveagain and again, each lifetime,a renaissance. Poem and images ©LauraDenise
We Have the Moon
Tag: Writing
Editing Memories
I can't help but thinkof all of those momentsthat still play in my headin slow motion...each one that filled mewith such escalation,anticipation,heightened emotion...so many instancesI've framed in my mindin the scrapbookI've assembled over time...so sure in each of thosejovial junctures,you were sharingthe same wishfor a somedayhappily-ever-after,and even if we could never be,you sharing in that … Continue reading Editing Memories
Seasons of the Heart
Leaves, pinecones, and acorns fall,petals and whole blooms too;the hands of timepropel the seasons,pulling and pushingthe memories of you. Change comes inevitably,seems to detach and deterioratein the downward descenton the slippery slopesof wet-leaves and iced pathways. We can find our grip though,we can find the beauty that clings,hold in our hearts the comforting scents,focus on … Continue reading Seasons of the Heart
Radiance
I choose to be the light,soak my soul in the sun,until the pilot flame withinignites from blue to golden,and all the colors in memerge into a bright aura;the only thing I neededwas the "l" from your love.
Extra Stars
For the ones with obstructed views of hope... ❤️
Our Hydrology
This restless love that resides in me is so alive, constantly bubbling, a fluid love that could never be still or stagnant; it's an endless spring, at a higher level, repeatedly recharging, from the artesian aquifer, naturally rising, this restless love, pureness extracting, crystal goodness from the heart's tapping, endless expression manifesting, the need to … Continue reading Our Hydrology
The Thread
silken single threadnature’s web of life weavingthe dawns and seasons Peace still exists:it is in the stillness,in the first soft light ofdawn's shadow-displacement, when the heavens descendand dust creationwith a coat of goldequally in every nation, each new day, a giftuntainted,like fresh snow'spure, printless blanket. Peace is imperviousto extinction;its persistent existence benignantin perpetuum flourishing. Peace … Continue reading The Thread
Endless Facets
The endless facets that make up the gem of you, I explore leisurely, attracted to each sparkle and groove, each shadow in every nook and cranny— your cranium, your body, the white light of your soul where all the colors combine to illuminate my way home. I touch each part of you, and the heat … Continue reading Endless Facets
Unwritten Love Song
Last night I fell asleep with my heart tongue-tied again, wanting, needing to convey this love I have inside, even though the one I love fully knows it because he feels it the same. Still, when that kind of love is alive inside of you, it makes you restless because it is too much, unable … Continue reading Unwritten Love Song
Backyard Bliss
Backyard bliss,natural nature,no planted gardens,sandspurs a danger,still I get loston endless adventuresin the same placeJanuary through December.Lockdown or not,outdoors always exist,and I have never needed to go farto find an oasis;it's in the details,the enchanted escape,mixed with imagination,that can transform any space.Privacy fencesguard potential judgementas I photograph theendless wonderments.I still myself always,and time follows suit;I … Continue reading Backyard Bliss
