ELEA LAUREEN

Self-taught, word embroiderer, author and blogger

Between laughter and spleen, after cries, writing!

My poetry, this endorphin...

The heart on the hand, the head in the clouds, a sun in the depths of the eyes.

My passion, my escape, my therapy; poetry, this freedom!

As a word embroiderer, I like this airy consonance that makes gasoline sing over the rainbow of life. Poetry has this power to open our souls and our hearts and let all their grandeur escape. The head a little cracked, the light has infiltrated and since then I calligraphy the sweetness of the life of my "sensory poetry", I caress the visible and the invisible over time... In these places where rests all the beauty and sweetness of the world, I let my soul wander to the spiritual land, to the eloquence of silence, between dream and magic, gathering light and harmony.

It is a pleasure to welcome you to my poetic garden, I wish you pleasant reading!

THANKS