Louisiana Lakefront: Breathing in Blue

Louisiana Lakefront: Breathing in Blue
Lake Pontchartrain
Writing Space: Lousiana Lakefront
One of my favorite writing spaces

Sitting on a wooden bench in the mid-afternoon stillness, I pull out my journal and pen to write of the brilliant blue around me, the space I’m in.

Dancing on a Bayou Breeze

Blue waters rippling off the lake

clouds hang low, stitched across the azure sky

the bridge stretching across her gentle waves.

In the distance, a steady stream of cars crossing her depths

to the city of lights, colour, jazz

dragonflies flit by, swarming in figure eight patterns, quick-winged

leaves rustle in the wind, willows sway in hot August air.

Indigo summer dancing on a bayou breeze

tiny droplets of cool rain tickling my eyelids

inhaling the smell of freshly mown grass

listening to tiny chirps of birdsong in the trees

the creaking of a swing behind me

voices and laughter, sprinkled on air

dappled like the sunlight

on my skin.

Copyright 8/10/16 Stacie Eirich 

Poetry on the Lakefront
Stopping to read a bit of poetry on the lakefront path, this one is a fairy tale poem, titled: Pickled Think, by Russell MacClaren
Louisiana Lakefront: Breathing in Blue
My favorite walking path, beside the water

Written in response to poetry prompt @Dverse Poets Pub: Poetics, Breathing in Blue.  For this week’s Poetics, I want you to do just that: look up, breathe in some blue, and breathe out a poem. Ponder the hue itself (indigo, turquoise, cerulean, cobalt, aquamarine, sapphire, azure, slate) for a bit, then write.

I loved the given phrase “Indigo summer on a bayou breeze'” — and so, it found its way into my Louisiana Lakefront poem — with a little dance added in. Thanks for reading my breath of blue, my dance on the bayou breeze. Here’s a short video of this beautiful space that I took after I wrote today. Thanks for visiting, reading and watching.


Meet Elena & Liam


In addition to Suzie & Jack, who I introduced as the main human characters of my novel-in-progress last week (here’s a link to that post: Meet Suzie & Jack), there are two other children. These two children are also a brother and sister, and readers will meet them in the jungle of The Tiger Kingdom. Their names are Elena & Liam. Here are their poems.


She stood by the castle door, still as its stone

small, thin – with porcelain skin, clear eyes like water

hair light and long hanging down her back

dressed in a flowing gown of white, she glowed

against the harsh, brilliant light of the sun.

She was so tiny I wondered

how she didn’t just fade away

her eyes shined with sad tears

flicking briefly to my own

she seemed to almost smile, speak

then the great beast took her hand in his paw

and she looked away without speaking

letting him guide her

inside the castle walls.


He scans, searches through dense leaves

skin dry and hot with heat

wipes his brow thick with sweat

Eyes sharp, dark and narrow

ears pricked to hear and interpret sounds

a myriad in this jungle

He knows he must protect her

he must find them a way back

to their home, their mother and father

He sees her now, her smiling eyes

deep, throaty laugh and hair bright as the sun.

He resembles his father, with almond eyes

tanned skin, hair dark as night.

Blinking away the image, he focuses on the task at hand

smells fear in the air, knowing his prey is near

and a storm hangs in low clouds

soon the stillness changing

to a forest full of motion

his long limbs flying through endless trees

his boots wet, heart squeezed in his chest with longing

hungry for home, for love –

for the family he left behind.

Copyright August 7 2016 Stacie Eirich 

Elena and Liam figure prominently in the adventures of The Tiger Kingdom, and I chose names that reflect their natures and significance to the story. Elena, of Spanish, Greek & Hebrew origins — means the bright one, shining light, torch, chosen. Liam, of Irish origin — means strong-willed warrior.