Crossing Bridges

I’ve posted about the Golden Gate Bridge before, 
but I felt like a second time would be okay.
San Francisco is practically in our back yard
and regardless of how many times I’ve crossed this bridge,
I’m always in awe of it’s glory! 
I hope you enjoy again, if you’ve already seen my post from last July. 🙂

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Burnt orange marvel
stretches to the sky
with arms of strength

Standing proud,
as tourists bike
and walk by its side

Boats glide below,
a rainbow of sails
parade on the bay

Ocean glistens
in all its glory
fog stays away

An awesome sight
to appreciate,
Our Glorious Golden Gate

Super structure walking under the bridgesuper structure below

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aerial view – Google images

Lauren Scott © 2014
(an old poem revised)
Have a Thrilling Thursday! ♥

A Tribute to All Moms ♥

Mother's Day Roses from Matthew 2014

Making everything perfect with her loving care
she’s an unselfish soul and always “there”
Under her wing is abundant warmth and comfort
she shelters with grace to avoid any hurt
Like a rose, her beauty shines forever
unlike its lifespan, her love never withers
She exemplifies a rainbow, beauty of many colors
bold for self confidence, pastel for helping others
She cares for people, before putting herself first
her heart’s full of kindness, joyfully eager to burst
With a butterfly’s elegance, she floats from task to task
her smile continues from early dawn to dusk
She’s a daughter, sister, lover and friend
a gentle spirit and shoulder unto the end
She’s an angel on earth; her spirit is divine
she’s a lovely blessing and truly one of a kind

Lauren Scott © 2012
Sharing an oldie,
wishing all you wonderful Moms

a special day filled with relaxation
or whatever your heart desires.
And to my Mom watching over us,
it’s been 2 years, but you’re in

our thoughts and hearts,
not only on this day,
but everyday. 

Happy Mother’s Day! 
Love and Hugs, Lauren ♥

A Taste of Bittersweet

The clock turned a deaf ear
to my desperate pleading, for
its hands have moved forward
rapidly and no matter where
our time is spent, the elephant
is in the room.

You whispered reasons for
leaving, but my vision was
clouded by the love in your eyes
and the romance in your touch.
I gave them little thought.
Now they clutter my dreams
and my heart is heavy.

I cannot bear to lose a part of
me; to watch you walk into the
future without my shadow.
You are my lift to each day in
dawn’s early light and my calm
when the sun sets for a night of rest.

Will our love bear the strength
to connect our paths, never-ending?
Or will this truly mean good-bye
with our souls needing mending?

Lauren Scott © 2014
(fiction)

Am I Nocturnal? :)

 

Counting-Sheep

 

I count the sheep grazing above me
In the shadows, horses prance, gracefully
It may hold the answers, so I fluff my pillow
waiting with anticipation for it to be my hero
but to no avail, my eyelids will not fall
Instead, I return to watching the ceiling and walls
I’m constantly flopping, left, right, belly, back
with a brand new mattress, it’s not comfort I lack
How I wish to dream of a distant land
with stretches of beaches and soft golden sand
or a hike in the woods to the song of the birds
Currently, though, I wish not to think “words”
except one special consonant would bring me great glee
and that wonderful letter is a CAPITAL ZZZZ!

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Google Images
🙂 🙂

Will You…

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If I ask you…
Will you lie with me
share a moment
without expectations
only our feelings
connected?

Will you keep me warm
be soothed by my
breathing
no distractions
only heartbeats
in perfect rhythm?

If I ask you…
Will you lie with me
and listen
clear my mind
be my pillow
my lover and friend?

If I ask,
will you?

Lauren Scott © 2012
Photo: Sabrina Beauchamp
(Sharing some old romance)

Abounding Faith

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You’re a never ending roller coaster ride
taking me to the highest level of contentment
and then soaring downhill together
to my lowest moments of worry

You sit with me through plummeting tears
as my sadness whispers uncontrollably
and I’m forever wishing the answers
would arrive soon all wrapped up and pretty

You are compassionate, so I give you
my trials that steal sleep from me in the night
now bringing peace to my emotions and
calming the control I no longer want

Whether the road is smooth or uneven
You’ll always have a special place
in the pocket resting beside my heart
and I’ll never let you drift away

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Sabrina Beauchamp

Free-Falling

hot air balloon by steph

The edge is inches away
One more step would be easy
Is your heart ready to fall
into forever and loyalty?

A soft landing is predicted
but there is no guarantee
bumps won’t occur with the
need for Band-Aids and Chablis

Persuasion is not my style
I want you to want me
So with endless devotion
will you help nurture our journey?

I see you in my tomorrows
and everything in between
Let’s take a leap of faith
with an everlasting warranty

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: My Daughter ♥

Memories, Tears & Sinful Cravings

I heard about this poetry form, Cinquain, during one of my visits to http://purplesplatitudes.wordpress.com. If you get the chance, stop by Michael’s blog. His writing is wonderful and he ventures into different poetry forms and emotions. I know you won’t be disappointed! 

I would definitely call these “rough drafts” and more practicing is in the future, but I hope you enjoy…

When they were Young

Giggles,
barefoot on cool
grass, swinging in summer
breeze, smiles bigger than Texas state
the past

Diagnosis

Covered
ears with shaky
hands, unbelievable
echoes of pain flow in and out
fear not?

Chocolate 

Craving
comfort food, oh,
something creamy sounds good
gooey, sinfully delicious
dark, though

Lauren Scott © 2014