Photo Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
racing into future
Bugatti fast
timeless beauty
This is for 30doh hosted by Rick Daddario. See his site http://rickdaddario.com/blog/ for more information if you are interested to join in.
***MY MISTRESS***
On the mountains of Washington
fields of wildflowers
cut a swath through my memory
as do the sandy beaches
my native California bearing
Inspiration comes in slices
not always the juiciest fruit
my muse won’t be blighted
by the guise of petulant youth
I sought solace in all beauty
the thundering of a waterfall
the perpetual volley of waves
speechless innuendoes calling
only a tumultuous roar
Nature has become my mistress
breathing soothing sultry calm
capturing a dissident muse
held within her arms
© July 2016
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
Wonder of Beauty
taut bare skin of branches a 
wonder of beauty keeping
warm during winter months
without beauty of foliage
© January 2013
Renee Espriu
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This is for the Small Stone Challenge January 2013. You can find them at http://www.writingourwayhome.com.
This is Small Stone #3.
Winged Beauty
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changing seasons rooted in
social whirrings of
technology unfolding
bringing back the tiny
speeding winged beauty of
hummingbirds searching
keeping warm within foliage
remaining to appear briefly
for nector sustaining
© December 2012
Renee Espriu
Spirit Play
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my spirit plays amongst
microscopic particles
of sand sparkling
left clean
as the salty ocean water
leaves trails
of foam behind
an intruder…
but nought as it
takes flight drifting
in and out of wildflowers
as a honey bee
gathering
golden pollen
from within each
petaled wonder
taking with it the
beauty of fragrance
it once again rises
to find healing in
the sunrays
cleansing in
the raindrops
letting colors of
the rainbow
penetrate
to become one
with its’ soul
to wrap itself
in grandeur of
nature to embody
it all
my spirit shares a
moment in time
cascading
down waterfalls
smoothing pebbles
in a stream
catching glimpses and
reflections
its’ life
embodiment of mine
© November 2012
Renee Espriu
Beauty
                                She only saw blue veins worming through
                               liver spotted hands, joints knarled as
                               aged tree branches turning this way,
                               that way, unable to grasp unless with
                               pain that penetrated deep into sadness
                               We saw a heart overflowing with love,
                               heard laughter pealing like sacred bells
                               high in a church tower and knew a young
                               woman walked alongside her straight and
                               tall apart from her bent leg and cane
                              She thought if only time would slow and
                              beauty isn’t only skin deep because I
                              feel the years all the way through and I
                              really commiserate with the Ugly Duckling
                              longing to be that beautiful Swan
                              We thought how beautiful she is especially
                              when she smiles making us warm inside amid
                              gloomy days always sunny causing us to think
                              how wonderful to age with such grace and to
                               cause others to feel as beautiful as she
                              © June 2011 Renee Espriu
In memory of my grandmother, who no matter what, was young always.Â
Whispers
Life beckons perpetrating innocence
unaware of unknown substances
coursing through veins imitating
blood in the guise of ink, of lead,
breathing life into that emptiness
now flowing as meaningful a a
river swift, unrelenting as the
heart pounding in her chest,
giving rise to words of beauty,
some profound, all with passion as
poured out onto paper with artistry
becoming life and all
else is but whispers in
the wind
                                        © June 2011 Renee Espriu
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