Angles of Wisdom

Angles of Wisdom

My eyes look up to the tallest trees
on our precious planet
and I am drawn into stillness
like a hypnotist’s magic

Fine slivers of blue calm many thoughts
becoming thieves,
stealing pockets of peace
that wish to bring essential balance

Soft clusters of green gently dance in a breeze
while nature’s wildlife
build their homes and playgrounds

Sparrows and blackbirds croon for their mates
I ruminate on how these majestic giants
take care of each other, unconditionally
We should emulate without deliberation

My eyes look up and I am reminded
of their age ancient as dinosaurs
that roamed the land

Angles of wisdom permeate my space
My eyes slowly close
I breathe in and savor this moment
that is mine to own.

© Lauren Scott, BaydreamerWrites.com – All rights reserved.
Poem & Photo.

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Lively Limericks for Mother’s Day! 🌷

A pink rose for our moms whom we miss so much.

Unselfish

She is a classy, lovely mother
Who puts herself last behind others
Their care comes first
Health, hunger, or thirst
They love her – daughter and brother.

Summer

How special to become a mother
Devoted but not to smother
To love and raise
Till the end of her days
Mothers are the essence of summer!

Special Day

The special day comes every year
But not all hold their mothers dear
Words that criticize
Make tears leak from eyes
Sad those hearts didn’t hold their babes near

Smiles and Giggles

What a miracle to be a mom
Caring for babes with a heart of calm
Relish in their smiles
And giggles heard for miles
Music to a mother’s ear, a balm.

Not Fragile

Mothers are an exceptional class
Their work ethic no one can surpass
Cooking and cleaning
Diapering and weaning
They are strong, not fragile like glass!

Warrior Soul

Caring for her children is her role
Keeping them safe and happy is her goal
A multitasker
Sought after
Her skills are plenty, a warrior soul!

DNA

DNA does not a mother make
DNA may produce a mother fake
Who only thinks of herself
Baby’s needs on the shelf
Baby’s life unimportant and at stake.

Flair

A mother’s talents are exhaustible
But clearly, they are not implausible
Many balls in the air
She juggles with flair
Her demeanor is surely laudable!

Golden Worth

A mother’s love comes from her heart
That blooms and glows right from the start
Cradling at birth
A golden worth
She’ll give her All to do her part!

© Lauren Scott, BaydreamerWrites.com – All rights reserved.

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Happy Mother’s Day Weekend to all the loving and unselfish moms who have hearts of gold, and to the moms who have left our world, but who live in our hearts. I’m thinking of my mom and mother-in-law, Doris and Diane. 🩷🌷

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“Burdens to Buoyancy” published on Gobblers & Masticadores!

Dear Family and Friends,

I’m thrilled to share that my poem “Burdens to Buoyancy” is published on Gobblers & Masticadores today! Thank you to Manuela Timofte for believing in my work and providing the opportunity to be a monthly contributor to her literary site. I am in the company of so many talented writers. Thanks again, Manuela!

Burdens to Buoyancy

Stones of burdens can seem like pebbles

barely tripping us up in our routines,

but sometimes, they’re boulder massive,

sliding us deeply into our heads

when the need to escape

from our own selves

becomes vital for our sanity.

We pause in our footsteps,

holding our breath, fighting tears

pushing as fiercely as a category five

The rest of the poem can be read here, and as always, a BIG THANKS to all of you for your wonderful support!

© Lauren Scott, BaydreamerWrites – All rights reserved.

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“Resilience is Her Saving Grace” published on Spillwords!

Dear Friends,

I am thrilled to share that Spillwords Press has published my story “Resilience is Her Saving Grace.” Thank you to Dagmara and her team for accepting my submission. It is a great honor to have my writing spotlighted again, and to be in the company of so many talented authors. This story is meaningful because it means I’ve stepped out of the poetry box to dabble in fiction. And while it is fiction, the topic is reality for so many people. It was my desire to end ‘her’ story with hope so that hope could take on a ripple effect for anyone experiencing a similar scenario.
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Resilience is Her Saving Grace

The tempest held its vigil on the horizon but continued to fool her. Devotion in his eyes mesmerized her whole being, awakened every pulse in her body. Eyes that spoke the language of love where their future glowed like an apricot dawn. She bestowed her heart permission to be swept into his pools of blue…

And yet, every day she anticipates the sting from his hand – the palm or back, makes no difference. The sting smarts like hell, but her heart secures the brunt of the damage. The slaps begin early each morning if she doesn’t move fast enough to appease his caffeine demands. And it’s ironic that he chose ‘chalet’ for his cell alarm because the calming tone contrasts to his horrific demeanor. After he walks through the front door following a day’s work, if she so much as smiles unknowingly to his disliking, his hand finds her cheek, and she feels the strike of skin even before impact. 5 p.m. on the mantel clock makes her heart pound as though trying to make a getaway.

You can read the rest of my story here, and if you can give it a ❤️, I’d really appreciate your support! 🤗

You don’t need to log in to give it a lovely ❤️, but you do need to if you’d like to leave a comment. And I would love to read your thoughts, but either way, I would appreciate your time and support. Thank you so much! 🙏

Thank you again to Dagmara K. and her team! I am truly grateful! 🌷

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The Other Side

The Other Side

One hundred and one years ago,
He breathed in air for the first time
What better day to gift him freedom

His spirit ascended watching over us
He painted the rainbow of love and hope
We felt his presence ever so near
With white and red, we made a toast

As the dust blew along the breeze
The song of sparrows echoed

Our eyes looked to the bright blue
his loving soul glides with the angels

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