Laura Cheshire's Blog

Good love is hard to forget.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Oct 04, 2015

Monday 5 October 2015 3:00am

I am home after many an adventure, busy with music and poetry, a short film and a custom card business I have named Not A Worry. I'm growing a lettuce named Paul currently - it is so very exciting to see him sprout from such a tiny seed! oxoxoxoxoxoxox

Madrid, Spain.

Granada, Spain.





Seville, Spain.

Lisbon, Portugal.

Leeds, England.


Birmingham, England.

Melbourne, Australia.

Baby, run away with me now.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Aug 11, 2015

Tuesday 11 August 2015 2:35pm

I'm at an airport in Berlin waiting to travel to Madrid. I have trouble composing moments into words (without rhyme). Saved by the bell - I must board! oxoxoxoxoxoxox 

Cesky Krumlov, Czech Republic.

Prague, Czech Republic.

Dresden, Germany.


Daydreamer Festival.

To Dresden.

From Dresden.

Wroclaw, Poland.

Krakow, Poland.

Berlin, Germany.

I've been alone too long.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Jul 13, 2015

Monday 13 July 2015 11:00pm

I am in the charming town of Passau in Germany with a terrible case of loneliness. To obstruct such inward thoughts, I wrote a post to ask if anyone would fancy a poem, drawing or printed text (I've a brilliant stamp set, you see). I received no response which has not helped these blue feelings, no. I wish I could return to the Cheshires. For now, I will return to the pages of a book oxoxoxoxoxoxox 

Amsterdam, Holland.

Antwerp, Belgium.

Ghent, Belgium.

Bruges, Belgium.

Nancy, France.

Heidelberg, Germany.

Frankfurt, Germany.

Cologne, Germany.

Hamburg, Germany.

Dusseldorf, Germany.

Bonn, Germany.

Zürich, Switzerland.


By Laura Cheshire

Gallivanting from light to light, without a fear
When, directly, Rosemary descended to a can of cold beer
It is true, you may have too much of a good thing
For it bound her to Death's door by her gossamery wing
I rushed to her aid, the next moment - a blur!
After what felt like eternity, she started to stir
Rosemary, think of me always, as I will of you
Just don't take it personally if I'll not offer a brew.

Munich, Germany.

Füssen, Germany.

Passau, Germany.

Marks to prove it.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Jun 12, 2015

Saturday 13th June 2015 2:00am

I am in the predicament of fancying a boy along my travels. Distance can be a nuisance. oxoxoxoxoxoxox

Vienna, Austria.

The Dad Pose.

Budapest, Hungary.

Amsterdam, Holland.

Sound of young lost and found.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire May 28, 2015

Thursday 28 May 2015 3:00pm

I'm listening to Young Colossus, travelling through Austria, hidden beneath belongings. I attempted to draw a stranger earlier today, although, I've found it is not long until they notice that my bespectacled eyes, with another set of eyes (evil eyes to ward off evil) swaying from the frames, are observing them. oxoxoxoxoxoxox 

Venice, Italy.

Pula, Croatia.

Hitchhiking to Zagreb, Croatia.

The Museum of Broken Relationships.

The Museum of Naive Art.

Beachcombing - Split, Croatia.

Krka, Croatia.

Bol, Croatia.


Ljubljana, Slovenia.

Bled, Slovenia.

The travelling cloak stand.

The Dad Pose.

Birds sing out of tune and rain clouds hide the moon. I'm okay, here I'll stay with my loneliness.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire May 05, 2015

Tuesday 5 May 2015 9:50pm

I'm listening to Peter and Gordon in Venice, bound for a pink, red and purple-coloured apartment - an acquired attraction, I believe. oxoxoxoxoxoxox 





The Dad Pose.


You are the earth on which I travel.


Young love, I hope you are well. At least we now both have a story to tell.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Apr 15, 2015

Thursday 16 April 2015

I am now a wanderer. oxoxoxoxoxoxox


Money grows on trees, you know.


San Cisco.

You Are A Work Of Art

By Laura Cheshire

They briefly whisper velvety words, intoxicated by the grand halls.

They never care to read your unassumingly placed description.

If only they knew that your didactic is coated with more colour than any canvas.

Alexander McQueen.

Kew Gardens.


Mr. Robin Redbreast 
By Laura Cheshire 

I'm awfully fond of you, Mr. Redbreast,
And if it weren't for my gangly presence causing you great unease,
I'd sing a song with you, Mr. Redbreast,
As you gracefully flitter through the trees.

The Dad Pose.

We hope you like our story, although, there isn't one. That is to say, there's many, that way there is more fun.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Apr 05, 2015

Sunday 5 April 2015 19:40pm

I'm listening to Romantic Works by Keaton Henson and reading an article on beachcombing. The writer has since mentioned that each fragment of glass and pottery will outlive us - a very dreary Easter Sunday indeed! I've recently traveled and said goodbyes. Only a few more items to pack oxoxoxoxoxoxox



Laura's Gift Shop And Traveling Birthday Gathering.

Brimham Rocks.





Ticket To Ride.

Subway Leaving Party.

Bad poetry.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Mar 19, 2015

Friday 20 March 2015 2:25am

I am surrounded by pyramids of objects, all built at various attempted dates of packing. Leeds was a brilliant adventure. In due time, I will print my feelings in rhyme. When I was a child, I'd often run away - mostly to a park until it turned dark and rainy and I started to question if a fight about who's turn it was to do the dishes really validated opting for a bleak future residing in a playhouse. Now I am in need of The Monkees. Packing can wait another day. oxoxoxoxoxoxox






Valentine's Day


No more home, no more love. I just have to learn it all again.

I had too much to dream last night.


From Tara ♥

I know a face who I can show my true colours. To your arms, into your arms I will go when I'm low.

Laura Cheshire
Laura Cheshire Feb 11, 2015

Thursday 12 February 2015 6:00am

I am still awake due to a wearisome wisdom tooth so am keeping occupied with 6am writings and Patsy Cline. I watched Frank recently. I wish every film were of the same grain. It is brilliant. I don't want to rattle on about romance except I recently read an article about the greatest love letters of all time and I adored Richard Burton's to Elizabeth Taylor in 1964:

'My blind eyes are desperately waiting for the sight of you. You don't realize of course, E.B., how fascinatingly beautiful you have always been, and how strangely you have acquired an added and special and dangerous loveliness.'

Beethoven could certainly poetise a few good words too. oxoxoxoxoxoxox 



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  • Member Since: 2006-08-01
  • Relationship Status: committed
  • Children: Undecided
  • Education: High School

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