The Point

Manarola, Italy

A fence, flowers turned
toward a cloud covered sky.
The sun sets on the distant haze-
covered horizon as the air, sweet
and damp, sinks into my skin.
Vivacious green, shatters
the rocky coastline,
jutting forth from the wave
covered depths.
Blue sky opens overhead and
the scent of musk and earth
glides down the mountainside.

©2016 Lara Hughes

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Beauty Forgotten

Heavy wind-feathered, soft water seas,
Cotton-wet clouds and a northerly breeze

Heart sighing, mind enlightened,
Protectors take flight for those who are frightened

Light filters through windows, illuminating my words
While a thousand little thoughts, fly away like tiny little birds

A sun warmed magnificent terrain,
beauty-colored landscapes abiding in gentle refrain

Life lives and life grows,
Life passes, life goes

Standing in the shadows, looking down from on-high,
Simple beauty, easily forgotten, as it passes us by

©2016 Lara Hughes

La Luna

I wander in silence
face gathered towards the world

In the brilliant dark cold
a bright warmth heats my soul

And the stillness of quiet
centuries pass me by

As I dance a slow never-ending circle
floating through the universe

My beauty is seen
only by that which is greater than I

I know not fear, nor anguish,
nor hate, and I dwell in faithful peace

Sailing weightless,
in absolute nothingness

Never sleeping nor waking,
I am always halfway between the light and the darkness

And in my observance of a vast greatness
I sense the tranquility that there is in being small

©2016 Lara Hughes