They call me Alaurilee

My photo
I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Saturday, February 13, 2010

"High Desert Sun"

The sunlight drips
from the California sky;
in gorgeous rays of gold,
gently warming the sand.

Embracing stucco walls of tan,
aesthetically framed in rustic red.
The cycle of that which lives . . .
breaths in the trees of green.

Soaking up the daylight,
shadows of the day cast and play.
Dancing in the high desert sun
of the west coast mountains.

Displaying their beauty,
creating masterpiece pictures,
in this, my backyard.
We lovingly call this place home.
Inspired by a twitter prompt:
The Photo of the submitters back yard in California
From: @mentallyinked

No comments:

Post a Comment

Leave me a hug!