Paisley Blue

United States

she/they | minnesotan
INFP-T, lesbian, christian
est. June 2, 2020

absolutely in love with words
theater geek and musician
trying to spread kindness and love and all that jazz <3

tell me what's on your mind

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Ongoing series:
~ The Mountain and Back (with Lexi Birken) ~
~ Queerly Beloved (with sunshinebaby) ~
~Listening Through The Static (poetry collection) ~


Currently reading: Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman

"And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death,
And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and event are compact,
And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any."
-Song of Myself (Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman)


Making my way through this world, trying to help as many people as I can.

From the shores of Lake Superior (Day 2)

August 31, 2020


A different lady greets us today
Her veil is calm and clear
Creases of sun wrinkling the surface
The water an azure mirror
And so is the sky—
Dotted with cotton puffs—
And hemmed by the horizon
Match your breathing to tbe immature waves
Let them play at your calves
As heat beats down at you from above
Wade into the serenity
And let it lap at your knees
See the rocks winking up at you
Catching sprinkles of sunlight and
Scattering it across the shore
Her intensity is gone
Replaced with a gentle goodness
Still, her hands pull at you
Willing you to come deeper, just
A few steps further
Sit in the silky sand and
Listen to her song
A lullaby calling you to the waters edge
Just linger
In her embrace
Cool and refreshing in the warmth of the sun
Breathe in the heavy air and let go
Release your soul into the depths
Of the Freshwater Sea

The cliffs
Red and brown boulders
Sharp and flat,
Jutting out of the ground—
Or rather, they are the ground.
The brother to the sandy beach
Just on the edge of our vision
Surrounding the same lake
And yet, so different
Moss cushions our feet, a living carpet, luscious and soft
As red squirrels chatter alongside us
Birch trees stretch their fingers out to me
Waiting for my handshake
While their paper-bark skin
Drips off of their arms
The lake swishes and lashes
Against the cliffs
Carving its name into the granite walls
Leaving its mark
One wave at a time
I dip my toes into the sky
The same water I waded into
Now rocks bar my way
The sun begins to set and
The water grows ever colder
Tonight, the lake does not provide that white noise
No wind whispers amongst the treetops
Still, I know she is there
Present, a watchful mother
As she tucks me in and
Bids me farewell
Day two of writing about Lake Superior! I would link the first piece, but the connection is really bad where I'm camping. Oh well, if you want to read it, you'll just have to click a few more buttons ;) hope you enjoy!


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  • Writing4Life

    Re: Haha tysm!

    3 months ago
  • hi i'm jackson ;)

    oooooooohhh !!!!! this is so well done!!! i love it! lake superior is such a pretty place!! have you been to lake michigan? or the indiana dunes?? super cool places...also thanks for your comment on my rant, it means a lot. and in your bio you're ALSO a queer christian?? my man, i like you already. a sUper talented writer AND a kind person!!!!!!! have a great day, keep writing!

    3 months ago
  • Abrianna

    Reply: Okay.:)

    3 months ago
  • Abrianna

    Hey , thank you for the nice comment on I'm Sick Of If All. Very sweet. What I am secretly very sick of is my crush leaving me on read, and knowing I should just leave it alone and live my life. But it's hard.. Awesome piece by the way!

    3 months ago
  • outoftheblue

    Ella!!!! this is so lovely, and the sensory imagery!!!!!
    gahh to quote deh "you're getting better every day" :)

    3 months ago
  • Emi

    This is so lovely! I want to go visit Lake Superior now. (It's funny you're writing about this now though; I was at Lake Erie three days ago and thought it was similarly beautiful).

    3 months ago
  • abby.a

    Beautiful. Stunning. Pure, raw talent

    3 months ago
  • Anne Blackwood

    Ooooh camping yay plus yikes another amazing piece you're on a roll

    3 months ago