A Tropical Turquoise Dream

Spinning, spinning thoughts
as my head touches the pillow…
I’m not a tornado chaser,
so I let the turmoil run its course,
and it’s steadfast in its need
to not let me sleep.
And yet, I do, eventually…
I fall, wishing I could be
on the outside, watching…
because I would be proud
to witness me resting
every fiber of my being.
I’m living a tropical
turquoise dream
where a sea of smiles
flows farther
than the eye can see.
An invisible thread of
joy and love glide
from human to human.
The dark cloud of hate
becomes translucent,
only a mind’s nightmare,
a memory in history.
This turquoise dream
carries me away
to a place of peace,
warm sand beneath my feet,
songs of the ocean
bring serenity.
Hope lives and breathes,
gifting a sublime picture
of a brighter dawn
for all hearts with red blood.
Yes…
tomorrow will bring
a tangerine sunrise,
thriving teamwork
to finally unify
on wings of optimism.

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© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com
Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Pexels.com
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Lauren Scott
Author – King Copper: Our dog’s life in poetry
Author – Cora’s Quest (a children’s book)
Author – Ever So Gently: A Collection of Poetry
Author – More than Coffee: Memories of Verse and Prose
Author – Finding a Balance: A Collection of Poetry
Author – New Day, New Dreams: A Collection of Poetry
Co-Author – Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku
Co-Author – Petals of Haiku: An Anthology
Co-Author – This Is How We Grow
Co-Author – Poetry Treasures 2: Relationships
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The Sign

Just look at that painting in the sky!
Brush strokes of orange,
bright and cheerful
like California Poppies
parading in our yards.

Can you feel it? I can.

I see hope clearly suspended
in the pale hues
in the midst of that vibrancy,
waiting for the right time
to glide in and perform
its opening act.

That’s what we do, isn’t it?
We wait for the best time to do something,
to speak words that could produce honesty
or vulnerability within our hearts.
We delay in beginning the next goal.

It’s coming…time…

But what if while waiting, we miss the sign?

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The Mystery, Message, and Meditation

listen carefully
breathe in, breathe out, letting go
your soul will thank you

secrets ride the waves
ebbing, flowing in deep blue
we are not privy

waves carry a vast
mystery with each whisper
we may not discern

Lauren Scott (c)