what we see

i travel
with grace
in the shell
that holds me,
my gracious soul

my divine
and beautiful body
carries me

within this world
of decorative bliss
eternal trees
and light that shines
to bless us
to feed our plants
that feed us

love to fill our hearts
books to feed our souls

so full with everything
that we allow ourselves to see

twisted chick #5

So, I was going through some poetry I wrote in my 20's - here is 1

Twisted Chick 5

it's a wonder
you're still alive
you can dance
still can jive
one more line
you might die
one more hit
you will fly
living only
to get high
life is one
twisted lie
good bye
your soul is dead
before 25
it's a wonder
you're still alive

bells

signal to switch classes

adorn the cat so it
won't catch the mouse

a jolly bracelet that
dangles from her wrist

entwined in a young girl's
delicate ringlets - her mom
can always find her

her daughter that giggles
and chases the cat
that is still trying
to catch the mouse

in September, she will start school

Bells

beauty part 2 or 3

beauty is

being, loving yourself

being hurt and feeling beautiful anyway

the arms of those who hug us,
to make our hurt melt away
like butter on a sunny day

the smile of child
whose fleeting troubles
have just been solved
my mom's hug

to know what bothers you now
will barely be a thought in five
years

letting go of the things that
weigh you down

being surprised at your lightness

until floating is normal

beautiful life

beauty is

open to love,
brave and kind

a person that smiles
and shares cookies

beauty
grows inside you
and
learns something new
like how to dance
or to sing
or anything

beautiful is

being who you expect
yourself to be

being the person you want
to see again tomorrow
because you like her

the raindrops' dance

next to me you shall
be sheltered, lost in the song
of the raindrops' dance

kindness a rainbow
the color of our daydream
of love and chance

our words a window
into the seat of the storm
and then silence

two friends knowing
no words need be said
the sun rises

earth affirmation

at one with this earth
i breathe in only goodness
and radiate light

i step with grace
upon fertile ground
i am nurtured by the wind's sound

the sky and its birds
sing to me a joyous life
that is always near

when darkness threatens
a tumultuous storm
i shroud my soul's soft form

as it always does
it passes promptly by
leaving a steady sky

beauty is

in his look

on the cover
of a book

the leaf of a tree

a teller's smile out her window-
the lady bug tattoo on her toe

his crooked smile...
asleep on his
Italian bathroom tile

a fairy in the air
flying through
sparkles of dust

a unsolicited compliment...
a shooting star
that's heaven sent

breathing in the
stars of the sky,
midnight blue

as your birthday wish
comes true

love and moonlight

beauty is being

in love and dancing under

a summer’s night sky

the cool wind draws you

closer and closer still ’till

you both disappear

watching her

the light shines through your skin
the sun captures your billowing sleeve
slow, in the fragrant orchid breeze
of spring's conclusion

freedom and truth

fireworks
stars on parade
down Hollywood Boulevard

time stops

a show of color
of desire
freedom

thank you veterans

free to watch fireworks
pray to God
or Buddha
or my blanket if I choose

free to love
who I chose

free to realize
we are not all free

the suffering of one
threatens humanity

my bookstore

words of wonder line
knotty oak brilliant bookshelves
they share a coffee

love at the first word
from the poem he whispered
in Lord Byron's voice

Copyright Laurie Molloy

She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

lost in love

find yourself
on a grassy knoll
skipping in step
with your favorite song

find yourself
dancing with daisies,
singing to the moon

find yourself
find love

arrive home

go far

throw rocks at me
i'll build a garden wall

glare at me, I'll smile back

tease me and I will
take it as attention

at least i am noticed then

notice my strength,
I will see yours

i travel with ease,
with complements,
with a smile too share

this journey is too
short and too long
to travel with a glare

color and wonder haiku poem

earth’s colors course

from place to place following the

current of our thoughts

color your world

with high swings and  curvy slides

visions of wonder

allow the beauty

breathe in the laughter

catch the soft rainfall

gentle on your hands

it glides along your fingers

to cleanse your spirit

be your beautiful self

with actions of grace,  love

designing magic

avenger of light

when all of the days
become the last day

it is night
the light exposes
the night refrains

the darkness looms
an avenger
to disguise the day's worries

with stars
moonlight
a swing on the old, solid,
wide-plank porch
overlooking the glow
from the stream

of the moon's reflection
of what was once the day
and now is the last day

that worry is heard

because night
the avenger
has allowed us
to remember

night is magic
summer is love
the dark is really
an avenger of light

surrender

delicately thin
her worn sweatshirt, rugged with sweat
joins the sun's remnants
in keeping her warm
as the moonlight
fades in -

the gleeful summer day
has become the anticipation
of a summer night

he waits by
the moonlit bay
for sunrise
to lift this
gnawing mystery

sky

through fog,

worn tracks

the sky looms

over me

reveals its answers

that I extract

from its shapes

elephants, sunshine bears

the new unicorn

that has returned

from the arc

unscathed

the sky

i am convinced

will help me fly

to stare up

is to know why

update

I haven't posted in a super long time. Most of my recent writing has been haiku, and I have been posting those poems separately on my Wordpress page.

I have a book of haiku that should be released very soon! I will have more updates within the next couple weeks!

Thank you for reading this - Laurie
Laurie's Wordpress

i keep asking why

how it began

this world:

dust
or magic
or religion
or a chemical reaction
that became life

this life
when it begins
is magic

this life
as it unfolds
is magic

this chair
these fingers
all of this
this thing in my mind
this brain that makes me think

all of this

abruptly begins and ends
and each end a new beginning
and so the loop of life
and so the paradox
life and death, light and dark

all of this

is magic