I as evening moon began to rise
sat upon pillowed settee.
Face turned towards stream of words.
Eyes attuned to text lined with visions.

I as moment progressed journeyed into a poem  
where mind focused on pulsations of doggerel,
as ears attuned to my silent voice.

Visions surfaced each word carrying me further
into a menagerie of words.
Where trees spoke and candles became stars.

Each stanza giving chance
to travel in its terrain of metric splendor
where birds played harp and flowers swung from trees.

And when done, I drifted into a sea of stars
dreaming of the poets land.

LET the breeze of breath fuel the candle in heart.
LET the glow of light illuminate your dreams.

LET the moment in breath fuel your meditative journey.
LET the wisdom flow to carry your visions.

LET me say "I love you" and I hear it echo in your heart.
LET the words ignite passions and we get lost in a kiss.

BREATH
the wisdom infused air of gift available in quiet.

PEACE
the liquid gold for the soul.

DREAMS
seeds that flower in heart.

FAITH
vine that flowers within with focus.

LIGHT
the positive energy that fills lungs in breath.

PRAYER
the expressions of need that angels, and God,  cannot ignore.

HEARTBEAT
music that plays as divine song of life.

NEGATIVITY - dark energies meant to integrate for peace.

JUDGEMENTS- the absence of self love and disconnection from Gods shower of love.

ABUNDANCE
the present everywhere and a birthright

COMPASSION
quality buried but forgotten inside all humans.

COURAGE
the attribute inside of everyone.

EGO - the tool to reprogram all the doubts and fears in order to realign with heart

REJOICE- spark that makes cells and heart dance

JOURNEY - earth stage for healing s and grand experience for eternal soul.

ETERNAL
the self as beings divine.

THOUGHTS
the opportunity to shift ones reality for joy and bliss.

MEDITATION
pond in mind that, inside quiet mirrors serenity

FORGIVENESS
act of reconnecting to ones own greatness as a God-child.

SUPPORT
the blanket of love placed on one by spiritual world as they recall they are not alone.

HOPE
the tool used in mind to initiate miracles.

MIRACLES
Gifts around everyone activated when one believes.

LOVE
fuel that takes us back to God.

GOD
THE ENERGETIC CORD THAT RUNS THROUGH ALL.

We poets,
live in a field
where words are like seeds
ready to be watered by creative minds
to grow prose.

Sometimes our tears help it grow
Other times it's sun from happy hearts.

We poets peddle
our bouquets filled verses
with its fragrances
that drifts in readers mind.

Galactic Federation,

Thank you for being in Earths air space
(cloned of course.)
and helping humanity not destroy itself.

Thanks for leading the way
to aid with your wisdom
to those who  channel and share.

Thank you all celestial beings on board
for believing in plight of the human race
and for helping with your energy of support.

And much thanks, Gracias, Merci, Do Jeh
Danke sehr, Khop Khun Mak Kha.
for helping as all those on earth
ascend to the fifth dimension of love.

I would say thanks in Alien language
but my ET lingo is a bit rusty.

Staring upward inside a starry sky,
I dream.
Dream I could be a bird
and gracefully fly.
That I could move from tree to tree celebrating with wind.

I would Strut my divine feathered form leaving them with little messages for people to find.
And then each evening,
I would fly to the highest tree
and send out a song of love.
I'd implanted each harmonized note
with light
to awaken mankind
inside love, compassion and peace.
Rock-a-bye, Rock-a bye!

I take a vitamin thought everyday.

It Includes
A pill of optimism
A pill of gratitude
A tablet of trust
A pill of anticipation,
that day will be great
Why?
Because its manufactured
with breeze of breath,
in the factory of heart

When one has a good attitude it is like a vitamin in itself and it can shape your day.

Recall,
your a gift inside a vessel of love.
Relax,
and move inside trust, compassion and love.
Renew,
faith to move with the Divine's love.

FIRST,
believe you are deserving to move free from
self-judgments, fears, and lack.

SECOND,
go into heart a place where wisdom and love lives
so you may hear its grand song.

THIRD,
don’t care what others say
they are blind and only there to remind you
to realign in your greatness.

FORTH,
live the truth....
You are perfection wrapped in a body.

Not a cloud in the sky.  
Not a reason to cry.
So with breath and a sigh
I will ponder a why.

Not a reason to fear.
I know spirit is near.
So I’ll listen and hear.
special guidance so clear.

Not a time to have hate
only to celebrate.
So I carry love state.
I will move to create.

Not a tear in my heart.  
I will make a new start.
So I’ll stand to then dart.
with the breeze and a ****.

My mind is like a fortune cookie.
Human form the sweet shell.
Zen insights, the fortune
to share.

Rain falls
inside, outside
all about in hues of grey.

  OUTSIDE
across neighborhoods
it falls in the millions.

INSIDE
mind that collects thoughts
and exchanges them for tears.

Rain falls inside mind,
spilling out matching
puddles on streets.

Perhaps I’ll act as child
to jump in puddles so no one will know
my emotional melt down.

Perhaps if I try
to fix broken dam of heart
with positive thoughts rain within will stop.

Rain keeps falling until,
I balance in breath with self love
for rainbow above
to match rainbow inside.

Happy Heart Day I do say.
I send out  love so far.
Wishing everyone moments
cause all are shooting stars

Happy day! Oh happy day!
The wind its drifts so fine
I do stand in gratitude
and know all are divine.

Happy Heart day, go within
and you will find great peace.
Center in your greatness now,
and dark thoughts they will cease.

Happy day! Oh Happy Day!
Time to have some fun.
We are all incarnated
to anchor rainbow sun.

Rock me to sleep crickets
with your grand night song.
The ones,
that makes stars shine
and moon radiate.
The ones
that gives peaceful dreams
a chance to root.

Take me
in your arms
oh lullaby,
so I may drift in sleep,
to vision sunshine days.

Rock me,
as night evolves to day
and light breeze
moves through window pane.

Gryllidaes,
small but loud.
Wrap my ears
with your musical berceuse.

The ones
that tickles inner ear
to match hearts warble.
The one’s
that play an original masterpiece
all its own.

Bluebottle of night
play on
like fine musician,
as I whisper smile.

As I,
drift
in world of sleep
with your blankets song
and my grateful heart.


StarBG © 2017

Tiger behind smile
Leopard in eyes glows strongly
And you kiss like dove.

*

Dove whispers of love
pussycat’s eyes that sparkle
wolf in sheep’s clothing

And as I stand planting invisible roots
of intention into Mother Gia,
I am rejuvenated.
E
  n
    e
       r
         g
           i
             z
                e
                   d
to walk my walk, and talk my talk in Earth time.

Life forces carry me deep
into the realm of LOVE
where breath becomes like water
to aid growth and heartbeat sun.

There I bond with my flower
and tree companions.
There I feel peace
being connected,
before becoming
a walking tree for humanity
part of Mother Earths child.

Do poets write poetry
as they sleep?

Do they sit in a dreamscape reality pieceing together visions from awake time?

Do they wander scribing
to appease a readers ghostly eyes?

All questions to be answered
by taking a trip under a beds cover.
A trip where doorway to dream is offered
by a sandman's lead.

I AM...
the one the world has been waiting for.
A sage carrying wisdom so others
find their own portal of light.

I AM...
the you in me, and me in you.
A savant who shares thread of God
inside creative vortex.

I AM...
eternal borrowing human costume to dance.
An avatar traveler, from distant galaxies.
Here to celebrate inside energies of love.

Here I am
standing on threshold of breath
inside new day.
Where birds whisper in ear
with divine song.
And heart beats
in vibrations of moment.

I feel tickled.
Tickled to sing
dancing gracefully.
Tickled to move
with gratitude
inside dreams.

I feel blessed
Blessed as avatar  
weaving in life’s breath.      
Blessed to  
create with
spark of God.

Here I am
standing in my own creation
inside new day.
Where mind patterns disintegrate.
And miracles expand to reality.

I feel free.
Free to live
aligned with purpose.
Free to explore
with compassion formula
in this changing world.

Dreams why must you disappear so fast?
Running back into cravens of mind, unreachable.
I hunt for you with intent
trying to capture the grand adventure.
The trip that holds hidden meanings
but you play the elusive game
making recall almost impossible.

Glimpses come through in split second,
to be put together like puzzle
with many a missing piece.
Once eyes open, all is lost
to the present moment.
Daylight quickly kidnaps
thoughts re-routing focus to new day.

Alas perhaps tonight
I will dream again
to have another try
in recalling them
before dreams play cat and mouse
and I am the hungry mouse.

Prattle not with ego’s limiting jargon,
for the heart does beg for attention.

Prattle not the dark mind of thoughts
for the heart is full of wisdom.

Prattle not in words useless
better yet move in self love
for it’s far more rewarding.

Prattle not in sea of sad songs,
rather swim in ocean of non judgment
as it’s the anchor for peace.

Can daisies speak?
He loves me. He loves me not
He loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me.
I sure hope so.

Human Journey
    +  faith
    + love
+ compassion
+ forgiveness
+  gratitude
+ optimism
+  prayer
+  guides
_____

Joy, Peace, Harmony

I live life with a smile
as I look to wind
As I move through obstacles.
to celebrate life.

New Energies get captured in heart
to fly.
New moments unfold to experience
harmony.

I live life with a smile,
as light integrates dark
As harmony spreads
like virus.

I live moving with miracles.

On cobble stone street
people move in haste
as street connoisseur of sound stands.

He’s the mighty busker
with instrument of choice
poised and ready.

He’s a special breed
whose stage is one
in every city and town.

He's there to share grand talent
and give one a taste
with hopes a coin gets tossed.

Buskers attire matters little
for his art is there to
benefit.

Many passerby’s move
inattentive, uncaring
stuck in their whirlwind of their life.

Many a bystander
will listen for less than a second
breezing by without proper
acknowledgement.

Oh to the street performer
I pay homage
to the one who gifts currents of air.

Oh to the side walk master
I bow as my coin gets tossed
with prayer...
That their talents get posted
and their You-tube goes viral.

With majestic tapestries of words,
I weave
in and out
line after line.

Until I expose heart
in musical songs
to echo
as I lie in bed of verse
and reader
lies beside.

May all awaken on this day,
to the gifts present to us
by merely claiming them.
And live in this
earth playground with abundance
before
we travel back to spirits reality.


StarBG © 2017

We on Hello Poetry
and all sites of poetic nature
are a family.
We Bond with the best
Poe, Dickinson Whitman
Frost, Platt and Cummings
All those whose heart
expelled masterpieces
that world celebrates.
Who know how to tame the written word.

We are all lion tamers
where are pens are whips
and fortitude outweighs fear.

Grand Family, move over
I the poet is born
growing stronger everyday.

Move over for I claim
my place as you hug me
in ethers of forever.

The rest of the world
just doesn't see me yet.
But they will. They will.

Through pen and pad I send out love.
I send it out so far.
Cause I love to scribe I do
I shine just like a Star.

My words they shine like diamonds bright.
They shine both night and day.
They are filled with hope and dreams,
for all to sing and play.

Play inside ones great, great dreams.
They're meant to hold so tight.
Knowing all are filled with light,
that shines with love so bright.

Everyone is a true gift.
I say this truth so loud.
Move inside your divine forms,
to stand and walk so proud.

Walk to dance, and move so free.
Its what we’re meant to do.
As I bow, I will write now,
to send this poem to you.

I send it out to all that read,
on site of hello Poetry.
As you move where you may live,
I am grateful to thee.

So I end this poem now to move
inside my day so fine.
I do know inside my heart,
we all are so divine.


StarBG © 2017

Wisdom comes from mouth of young.
They speak profoundly and simple.
Radiating love inside moment.
Giving speech a chance to be pondered.

Just listen and you shall hear, a child’s sweet song.

Poetry comes from mouth of young.
They whispers like wind on warm day.
Speaking as if birds nesting on branch
Echoing as being, full of life’s air of rhyme.

Just listen and you shall hear, a child’s sweet song.

I am a poet ******
Pen is needle
Words adrenalines flow,
through blood stream.
A high so habit forming
with no cure and end in sight.

Breath bonds as cost.
Moment is drug
Supplier is life.