Ode to a World Now Bright

Evening comes like a burst of radiance.
Glowing on us as one who smiles.
Drinking in such brilliant light.
Spoken in it a million words.

Crystals dazzle the world now white.
Beauty beyond none can compare.
Sparkling like fallen stars from above.
No words are there left to speak.

Arrayed is the night sky now bright.
The ever giving luminescent light.
Calms us into peaceful dreams.
Compelled are we to speak in silence.

The world has become warm and lovely.
In this beauteous spring day.
Song is heard throughout the wood.
As we gaze at a world now stunning.

Captured is the moment stilled.
Taken in is the beauty that surrounds.
Happiness sings like flowing honey.
As we hum to the song of birds.

Luscious is the grass bathed in sunlight.
As trees sway to the caressing wind.
No word to describe but utter contentment.
No words found to speak of this.

Drifting to the ground now colored.
The smell of Autumn ever comforting.
Taking in the trees painted as the sun.
A wonder as to such joy.

Sorrow cannot touch this.
Life will never fade away.
Lost in a world of loveliness.
What can compare to this?


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©

Say Beautiful

You say how you want to change.
Your hair, the way it falls.
You say you’re not perfect.
Looking at you now, one could never tell.

I hear the million uncertainties.
You ask how others could find you beautiful.
I see the doubt cross those lovely features.
Wondering where these thoughts come from.

You say this is not what you want.
All I see is someone beautiful with self skepticism.
All you want to do is change.
Why can’t my words reach out to you?

You are beautiful the way you are.
No need to change a thing.
Believe in yourself, break free.
Flee all those inner doubts.

Taken are the words slowly.
Uncertainty starts to slip away.
Finding inner beauty more important.
Radiance reaches that lovely smile.

Found is the mirror right in front of you.
The one that’s been telling you all along.
Now you see.
What I’ve been telling for so long.


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©

Matty and Me playing

You have to understand that I was in the process of cleaning and my cat started pouncing around me ...so I kinda got side tracked. 

As you can see...that look *shakes head*

She would back up and hide behind the chair until I hid again..then she would crawl to the door and I would scare her again. Heehee

One of her favorite places to play and hide.

Tourniquet Memories

You reach out to me like a painting thick.
Losing me in the infinite struggle against time.
Winners becoming what they fought against.
Till the shadows swallow us whole.

Dark blue like the sky behind this.
This ever growing awareness so gray.
Losing to the inner pain lost inside.
You cry out for what you do not know.

I sing time like a forgotten hymn.
Lovely being the times now gone.
Beating hearts like the rush of a thousand birds.
Hands outstretched in eager awaiting.

Lulls in memories like a broken record.
Taking down memories like old billboards.
I'll fight to my very last breathe.
I'll fight to win back these memories.

They are yours and only yours.
Tourniquet the inner workings of your mind.
Kept like a well protected safe.
Tears over such agonizing loss.

Failing in attempt to bring back.
Losing the battle to win back this most precious cargo.
What more can be done?
What can be done to regain.

Flooding down my sorrow filled face.
I will give what I already own.
Giving what is already mine.
To replace what has been stolen of you.

Time will move on its way towards brighter days.
Lilies will grow on every pane.
Light will flood into every house.
You will be full once more.


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©

Become Numb

Unraveling mystery of hidden dreams.
Spinning tops and question marks.
The answer to an unknown riddle.
Figures speaking in utmost complexity.

Fight downright social enmity.
Catching glimpses of swirling images.
A dream so perfectly horrifying.
All thoughts of escape diminished.

Caught in the ever-winding musical.
Dancers and purity so black.
Out of focus being thought clear.
Time weaving an ongoing thriller.

Thought to be exciting.
Lining up in expectancy of an outcome.
Worlds being meshed into one.
Dimensions having lost their meaning.

Clowns and lollipop canes.
Cheers and crowd applaud the games.
The chained paraded beautifully throughout.
Hiding scars behind fixed smiles.

Becoming what was so feared.
All has been forgotten in time.
Keeping up with fantastic entertainment.
Previous thoughts made numb.

Trickery magically turned into doves.
So beautifully created into being.
Wide eyed and innocent was the beginning.
Knowledge came not long after.

Secrets and never sleeping.
Making a creation of insomniacs.
Living off the edge of life.
This ever growing life of burying worries.

Sounds wondrous to the mind.
One would easily choose.
You've already picked your choice,
But if you don't mind.
I'll find another sort of wondrous.


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©