~ Her Labyrinth

~ A poem about youth, examples in your life, expressions, observations, clear visions, love for art, and love for photography.

~ Her Labyrinth

 

Days lasted long as a child

Outside playing without any sense of time

But lasted indefinitely in the mind

Of the child with the labyrinth

She was particular in the lost days

 

Her world was infinite,

She saw, some people dancing

In her mind, and rich colors

Visions, of loved ones, and

The most adventurous stories

 

She fantasized often while playing

Where another asked where she was

She crawled in mind and on her face

You could see that she was happy.

Sunk in another time

 

Her thoughts were like a spinning top

They made circles in all directions

A vision for the future wrapped

Like multiple different ways

Where light could be found

 

She stood and looked rather,

Observed the happy crowd

Feeling clear what would happen

And painted it on canvas later

From her unpacked photographic memory

 

She was a special child

One that was observed by me,

I see her sometimes still and smile,

Then she smiles back, and helps me paint.

When I lost it for a while

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you xx

Reviews

[Shandra Sun]

Dear laura Elisa
You must be a wonderful person. I can feel the sweetness of your soul throughout your poems. I love this one particulary.It seems you know me as the inner child still very alive and asking all kinds of questions to life.
You use the words in a magic way. I can feel the images behind and see the colour of your emotions. Love it. Thank you.
Chandra Sun

Thank you so much Sandra, for your beautiful words, thoughts, and review, truly appreciate your support, and points of view. You're welcome

[Shandra Sun]

I just realize I wrote your name in a wrong way. I'm so sorry .

Not any problem at all my friend thank you again for your wonderful words

[Cynthia Man]

Youth is really magical and full of wonder, and a child, innocence means everything, happiness and joyful, complicated things don't exist, its pure happiness. This are the great times of life! People nowadays have been focusing too much on money or so, losing the things that we used to own, losing the happiness that we once have. People should smile more :D Beautiful writing!

Thank you very much for your review, appreciated

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I found myself smiling as I read and reread this just for the feeling of it! We must never lose our inner child, they hold the wisdom we so often need as we get older. Beautiful, and beautifully done.

Thank you so much for your beautiful words x

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

My pleasure!

[Emerald Seas]

Wonderfully articulated innocence and the wonderment of youth! The picture is spectacular as well.

Thank you so much dear one, have missed you! xo hope all is well, and with the kids x

[Emerald Seas]

Thank you - life is settling back to normal, finally! It's been one heck of a ride for a while, but much better now :)

Oh, so happy it is alright now, I was worried.... never forget your mail, sent me more! have a nice sleep in a while xo

[Soul Fire]

Absolutely Beautiful (:

Thank you dear Raya.....

[Soul Fire]

You're welcome

[Soul Fire]

I really enjoyed this! Excellent work! You are an awesome writer!

I feel humbled by your sweet words, thank you so much xo

[Soul Fire]

You're so welcome

*smiling* xoxoxoxo

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The poem was completely sublime all the way through... getting in touch with our inner child is a sure fired way to find inspiration for innocence is the greatest muse.

Yes, thank you Dale, one to never forget, and to cooperate with forever.... xx

[Sugar Plum ♥]

very special child with labyrinth and revealed memory, special as the poem itself! Any Labyrinth is definite symbol of little universe, of corridors of the mind, deja vu`s and long forgotten dreams...The child looks like you? :) Anyone should preserve his inner child as much as possible, specially people of art. I love it!
~ nia xx

Thank you so much dear, yes, I sometimes miss my little Eli, when I am stuck to things, as earlier I could do them so well... Now we work together, to reach te most perfect future :) xx thank you so much!

[FJ Davis]

Somewhat melancholy nostalgia--though the child and her timeless ways are still obviously quite available.
A truly lovely piece, E. L.!

Thank you sir

[Sami Khalil]

A celebration of innocence and childhood with its magical moments... Where when we are children we lose the sense of time and we become one with our simple interests... Then our minds develop and life becomes more and more complicated... I don't know if the writer is having that longing to childhood days or not but I have a feeling about that...
Another great write...

Thank you dear fellow poet, as I wrote to Belle beneath here, sometimes, I try to work together, with her, (the younger her) she was a child, who always saw, felt, as she does now too, but embracement with the past, would only work for a perfect future.... thank you so much dear Sami, for your support, words, and wisdom. ~ Eli

[Sami Khalil]

Smiling...

[Belle]

Days of innocence!
I felt the nostalgia through your words and made me wish that I am back
in my days of innocence to be away from the hurt of the intricacies in the world
of us old!

Thank you dear sister, yes.... so true! often I think, and think, and want a button to turn back time, but all eras have their beauty, so I work now together with the past, that was my intention of the poem. So the little me, never dies, and helps me out when I need her... :) xx