Friday, July 31, 2015

Updated 8-21-15


Now quiet and peaceful babbling brook,
serene and majestic a breath from above.
At peace by the rock, still with the water,
The breeze carries the calm and the fish takes it farther.

Crabby red crawdads scatter about,
butterflies flutter,
and the birds play around.
The sunlight dances on top of crushed glass,
playfully teasing the dew on the grass.
Dragonflies zipping and toying about,
The fish gracefully swimming without making a sound.
The bird she now flies, just learning how.
The earth and the sky did quiet this down.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

In Flight


In Flight

I could have said no, or just pushed away slow.
Now time for my choices to feed my life's growth.
Don't know what comes next, don't have to invest,
but to go with the flow and give of my best.

I could have gently backed away and gone on as before.
So much was learned, but I want to learn more.
I live to respect, accept and let go.
And i'll continue to learn what I need to know.

I've enjoyed this life for what it is, it's Rocky roads and Banana Splits.
Each day that comes now is fantastically new.
The sun is much brighter.  The skies are more blue.
New friendships are made and family acquired.
Surrounded by those whom I truly admire.

My wings did mend.
I now can soar.
My life's in flight.
It's my dance floor.

~LGN 7-29-15 (updated 1-30-15)




Thursday, May 21, 2015

Weakness

"Don't show weakness to the weak.
They may devour you of all your meat.
They may take your spirit, for none they have.
Because they are the lonely and they
are the sad." ~LGN

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Shadows

A beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup.

The shadow follows behind the cat. Hidden alleys and virused rats.
She waits to pounce, for she's at play...
Her warmth and softness meet the day.

It's in the oven, savory salt.  A tinge of sweetness, no one at falt.
Crossed broken bridges, to feel warmth in light,
To become the better, stand and fight.

Yourself, is you, nowhere to hide.
your silent truth, It is your life.
Your shadow will not go away,
embrace it's cover, your soul be made.

At times we know the lines are crossed,
we spoke too much and over thunk a thought.
So now stands still, the words of green,
What comes next, what does it mean?

~LGN

Forever Love

"A beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup."
LGN~

Saturday, March 14, 2015

It's just morning



It's now becoming morning, a struggle through the night.
Found some moments I could doze, but something wasn't right.
Taking time to contemplate. the meaning of this life, it's been a long road.
Found some time for me to think and realize.
I hold the only key, to regulate my life.
Was a heavy Cross to bear, when I finally understood.
I'd have to learn about me, to finally feel good.
It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.
I had a haunting thought, what would be the cost?
If I let it all fall down and create another loss.
Talking to myself at length and surfing through the fear.
If I can manage this, tomorrow will be clear.
Nobody gets to choose if I'm bad or good.
If I'm going to win today, or if I'm going to lose.
It's just a chance I take, every day I rise.
When I meet the day, will I be happy or will
I cry.
It's just morning, but the light came.
The day is here.
It's just morning, the same as anything
and I'm here.
It's just morning and the airs clean.
I want to breath.
It's just morning and I'm living.
Happy to be me.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Right now!

Right now, I am here, You know my name. I was born, You gave me life. a chance to breathe. Right now, you are here. You've never givin' up on me. I'm holding on as hard as i can. This is all that i can do. You've walked me down this road before. opened closing, all locked doors. I knew I could count on You! Thank You God!

Thursday, September 18, 2014

From You!

A smile from you is golden,
as the rays from the sun that shine.

A laugh from you will fill me up,
and knowing that your mine.

A hug from you will warm me,
a comfort from all fears.

A life with you releases me,
to the happiest of years.

~L

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Mimi

You were my strength, you were my friend.
you toughened me up and thickened my skin.

You prepared me for the life i'd live.
I could never repay you for all you'd give.

My Grandmother some would say you were,
but more than that you were my world.
A Mother to me and my best friend,
You were yourself, did not pretend.

I love you.

Lolly.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

If she could be two people

If she could be two people, she would give him all he needs.
If she could be two people, she would have time to write and read.
If she could be two people, maybe one of her would breathe.
If she could be two people, maybe one could have strength to leave. ~Lgn

Friday, May 10, 2013

Tomorrow still will come..

It's not that I don't see tomorrow. It's just i'm focused on the sun today. When life leads to smiles, I follow. and joy and laughter paves the way. Each gr8 moment goes by so fast, and every hour marks the day. If i were to know you, would you shine a bright new day? Lara Nelson 5/10/2013

Friday, April 19, 2013

By: Me
Revised on February 25th, 2012

Friday, October 19, 2012

Kevin Nelson @ 10 y/o. Music is with Kevin Nelson in the band At Athens Alone @ 17 y/o


Published on Oct 19, 2012 by 
Kevin Nelson @ 10 years old in Gig Harbor, Wa
Song "Lie Much" by: At Athens Alone

Fotos by: Lara Nelson
Video Editor: Windows Movie Maker
Peace & Thanks 4 watching!

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Lara Nelson ~The Power Within 2005


I found these glass beads in the yard not long after my son was taken to Ecuador.  They were his glass beads and got inspired to take some art shots.  These were lonely, sad and desperate days, but I found hope throughout it all.  This was a good day during a hard time.

I did another version of this that I put up on DeviantArt called "Reaching Out" then I painted it with smudge in Photoshop in some artsy way.

This shot, if I remember correctly (i have the original psd file amongst my 1000's of shots I've collected on my external drives) was only slightly post processed in PhotoShop, by cropping out and putting on a black layer.

All else is a candle, my fist, lighting from a window, the beads and my fist.

I found this today by accident. A second one of my external drives appears to be not working (pc wont recognize it, powers up, but does not show a drive letter).  I had a mini meltdown, cried it out for hours, while trying different usb, power cords, even shaking the damn thing.  I know sounds nuts but what I went through to protect the last vestiges of my son's and my past, documentation on his kidnapping, memories, my writings, work, portfolio, College stuff... and on and on ad infinitum, was a daunting task.

Photographs & memories seem to be what's been the most important things for me to collect, but would lose so much with the constant moving around throughout my life.

Back to the this piece "The Power Within".  Because of the insanity of BS I was going through during my son's abduction, I stopped uploading to DeviantArt and missed this one.  I am loading it first to my blog now, then I will add it later to DeviantArt.

Thank you for checking it out... Peace
Lara Nelson
10/18/2012 ~10:00 pm (pst)
(IDK why i put all that above, but I did)

Monday, October 15, 2012

Wrote 7/19/12 (Updated 10/15/12)

The weight of heavy, haunting,
pressure, pushing through my skin,
Rusty nails to put the pieces
on the walls soon crumbling in.

The anxious, bony shivers,
shakes our home into the dark,
The temporary light we get,
soon reduces to just sparks.

Thick is the air we breathe,
Keep still this heavy air,
Living mostly in silent movies,
accustomed to pitied stares.

A life still longing,
for now this our home.
Not left much on this carcass,
just shreds, flesh and bone.

~Lara Nelson