Inside a marshmallow sky,
spiraling clouds formed.
They expanded inside eyes
to excite.

Energies mounted
drifting to touch hearts

They caused all to awaken
to the magic of life.

And as I stood with deep breath taken
to resonate with the sky's gift,
I danced knowing all would evolve
for harmony.

Under audience of stars
my songs radiate outward.
Birds serenade in background.
Moon joins in as band leader.
A peaceful way to end the day.

Dusk centered before me
as I slowly moved through city streets.

Streets that held grand fantasies
sort after in my older days.
I was hoping for a moment
that would awaken senses
on a street covered by fading street lamps
and stale perfume.
I was hoping on the chance of finding something
that was missing in my mundane existence.

Then a SKIRT caught my view
moving in the wind
from passerby.
One that SLINKED across my vision
to upload senses of excitement.

Her smile crossed my eyes
causing heart to raced
as thoughts tried to catch up.

The SEMIOTICS of her body language
spoke to me as I slowly pointed
to an all night cafe nearby.

The sway of her hips told me...
she needed my warm hands to caress them.
The moving of her skirt mixed with smile
encouraged me to take it off and replace it
with some silken sheet covers.
And her pushing back of hair as she licked her lips.
told me it was time to take her hand.
for a special rondevu.

So.... walked off together
letting fate do the rest.

I saw my doctor rarely,
only in moments of yearly visit.

His coat carrying
energy of wander and intrigue.
My smile and dance to table
puzzled him,
as it did for years.

“AHA!” he said, circling and listening to heart.
“I see!” he whispered, checking vital signs.

Pressure NORMAL,
replacing apparatus.
Weight PERFECT,
wishing he had no stomach pullover.
Heart NORMAL,
humming to its gentle tone of tranquility.

"See you momentarily I now have handle on your illness.” He echoed, with normal doctor manner.
In consultation room, I waited.

“It appears,” he said,
you have a disease labeled by association.
Catching with no cure,
or medicine prescribe-able
much to the medical guilds dismay.

“Yes, I’m seeing it more often.”
He added, with a giggle.

He continued in spoken song
making me smile.

“You caught the love bug.
A mite traveling to all parts of body.
A disease that conquers all others.”

“A virus, starting with attitude
and moving into all thoughts.”

“The love bug, carrier YOU ARE
and so glad you came in.
For now perhaps, I as doctor
can retire.”

I came to Earth to have fun.
To dabble in its mystery.
Feel its pain and triumph.
Experience its beauty
to expand.

I came to Earth to integrate
dark with light to sing
Be led by souls hand.
Dance on floor of rooted wonder.

I came to Earth
to answer call to assist all.
Be lifted by energies from galaxy
To realign with heart.
And now... I found my home.

And celebrate this Christmas day
connected to The Divine
for I have received 3 grand presents...
My life.
My wisdom.
My dreams.


I celebrate everyday
with the gifts in heart.
Love
Compassion
forgiveness
abundance
and peace

No vellum nor ink, I use.
NO, my pen is asleep
nicely tucked in holder.
Still my poet mind wanders,
destined to scribe visions on screen white.

Colors are a finger tip away.
Type face can change in an instance.
Modern technology prevails
But still its the same
for poet who travels in thoughts.
For word brick layer to travel into heart.
Their stacks build for grand scenes
to manifest on computer
as heart is unloaded.
and one key sends it outward
for many to read
across the globe.

The vicious ego dog has bitten.
Tearing my cord of optimism,
my connection to heart
and my poems of light.

Its deadly grips
***** life force energies
words of truth,
as I gasp for air.

It vibrates with sharp teeth
drowning out things heart whispers,
guides echoing voice and
God's symphony of words.

So I crawl in state
where every minute is an hour
Where I try to stand
the way I was before depression hit
and visions faded.

Trying to see sun behind
clouded skies.

I am member of the society of poets
We travel on fields of white
planting words.
We see with different eyes the world
full of emotions to purge and scribe.

Our society is large.
building everyday,
as we gather at all hours
to shoot the breeze with phases.  

Our stomping grounds
are grand landscapes and dark caves.
Oceans wide to battle rage gallantly.

Our hearts are open
as we take spear like pens
to write at times bleeding in verse.

Sometimes our poetry is light and airy
like summer breeze, and singing birds.

Other times strong like fire-y pit
where words burn almost scorching soul.

New members are always welcome
to play with words
releasing dark to merge with light.

Fair warning I give you...
For there is no return once thee join,
as heart takes over and bug bits deep,
making you member forever.

Poetry is in everything.
Shadows and sunshine.
Hardships and trymths.
The first babies steps and a mothers sorrow in loosing a child.

Poetry is in everything.
Nature singing in forest walls or a double rainbow across grand sky.
Sadness when lover leaves and someone is broken hearted.
A dream orchestrated from a creative mind.

Poetry isn't everything.
A fairytale put into motion through readers eyes or a star-studded sky causing one to make a wish.
The seasons weather making its claim on the landscape.

Yes Poetry is in everything
Real and fiction
Love and lust
And its a marriage made in heaven between writer and heart.

BEAUTY,
is inside curls that run down a face
of one you love.
IT'S the moment of the gently breeze that resides in lungs.

BEAUTY,
is the visions that fly into poets mind,
as they launch a song of verse.
IT'S the rhythm that tickles ears as one whispers gratitude.

BEAUTY, is the smile that travels from lips of child
to ride the wave of a giggle.
IT'S the balance of heart and mind, as dreams anchor.

BEAUTY,
is a word that mirrors within all mankind.
It’s the spark of God that vibrates, as one awakens
to know their essence is love.

BEAUTY,
is inside the many gift of life that gives self
a multitude of experiences.
IT"S the knowing that self is eternal
and death is just a stepping stone.

My intentions flow like gentle winds
releasing prose shaped in delicate flower.
Scent carries to paper
in swirls of energies pure.
They drift in words
behind ones eyes and into heart.
Where we shall meet and dance on a highway of a poem sweet.
A poem that whispers
with power of love.

Only Intent to align with God's divine love can open the heart to love and help the soul soar.

Tomorrow is a powerful day.
Its 11/ 11
New energies are coming
to ground on earth
They are infused with light and love.
Use them to shed any negative thoughts
It's time to start a new
and celebrate
life with abundance on the planet earth.
It's our birthright.

Being who walk on two legs are too precious
to move with thoughts of suicide...
THOUGHTS of ending the gift of life
no matter what obstacles befall one.

I rather see one hang ONTO the new days energies of light and love.
I rather see all kick the habit of sadness, self judgements
and woes to align with peace to recall how divine we are.

I rather grab breath of life to fight demons and celebrate
knowing all feeling are an opportunity to expand.
I rather connect to source and higher self
to understand my purpose to expand inside love.

UNTIE THE SELF IMPOSED
noose of limiting thoughts
and life unfolds in magical ways.

a step
just missing an ant,
I could sense it smiling.

My thoughts become clues to master
to evaluate inside breath
that spirals.

Pockets of air
with volcanic energies erupt,
to be transformed into writers words.

Expressions,
that like footprints with shadows
become fuel for the poet to investigate.

The magic of moment leads,
as the intake inhalation
rolls gently into outtake.
As my focus carries me
to a rainbow sky
filled with adventure.

Today, I shall ride
the wave of clues,
to dance with clarity
inside love.

For chance to feed
the mind and body.

A chance to align
with enlightenment
so I become whole again.

StarBG © 2017

The me inside tries at break of day
and star lit night to reborn itself.

I feel it
I know it.
With each breath
cells are enveloping new grand energies.

I sense it.
I welcome it.
With each moment
the me is experiences a new reality surfacing.

I perceive it.
I celebrate it.
With footsteps readied I move
as Galactic in Human form.

Hooray for me!
Hooray for us,
to now
awakening to a conscious state.
States of glory.

I wrap my breath inside love energies,
and there I fly
with smile and feet of dance.

I wrap my breath inside dreams
and there I drift
with trust and freedoms smile.

I wrap my breath inside of song
and there I sing
with harmony and gratitude.

Catch up world, wake up,
to truth that vibrates strong.
To the love that's coming in
from the universe.
To the truth that with our thoughts
we create our life situations.

Catch up world, wake up,
to a poets words whose goal is
to awaken and inspire
one to know their divinity.
To ride the wave of peace releasing fear.

Catch up world, wake up,
to a new day
where anything is possible.

Lost in the excitement
with my inner child, I am.

Listening to the wind roaring
like lion in attack mode.

Watching as swirling energies
direct snowflakes gracefully.

Touching ****
as camera lense snaps
so memories build.

Dancing in celebration
for a day off.

Going back to bed
for some extra shut eye.

Making plans later
to build a snowman
holding hands with inner child.

Love the journey and it will love you back.
Hate the journey and struggles will multiply.

You are the thoughts you carry.


StarBG © 2017

A christmas present I have
more valuable than gold,
with his caring heart aimed at me.

Priceless like sun that shines
with his rays of encouragement.

Precious to me as I stand
at the beginning of a new year.

A Christmas present
I received today
for ears to ring
inside phone lines,
and heart to sing
by his selfless gesture.

Who's roots are entwined
through friendship
for more than 42 years
and counting.

His name is George Young.
Thank you,
for you made me smile
with hope when face muscles
almost forgot how.

Don’t give up, life will lead you,
it is what all now must do.
Believe in light it guides the way.
loving rays do shine today.      

Life is challenging thats for sure,
as we move on earths big floor.
But we all will surely survive,
inside love we will all thrive.        
We are sacred and so divine,
release doubts and you will be fine.

To live trusting smiles they will bloom,
and perhaps then you will croon.
To sing high inside of song
letting go past to be strong.

Burn anger and fear away.
Find great peace as you do pray.
Give your worries angels come,
grabbing them they weigh a ton.
Then its time to feel so free.
moving in light for to be.

So live your greatness, as a star,
inside life you will go far.


StarBG © 2017

Inside Rem sleep, I the poet wanders.
My pillow becoming my spaceship.
The breath my paint brush,
and the dream my landscape.

Once there... my pen becomes an oar
and dream visions my reality.
A reality to scribe on waves of a vellum page.

POET:   one who anoints world
with their perspective.
making a tasty morsel
for a traveling readers eyes
and a poet sage.

Out of limiting cocoon I bloom
into my authentic self
A human that shines with gifts
that moves with grace to co-create.

Out of limiting vessel I bloom
as etheric wings unfold.
My form sacred reaches outward
weaving love into air currents.

Out of ego mind I prosper,
knowing truth to fly
inside a soul finally free.

I SHAN'T DANCE,
IN SHADOWS OF MY FEARS.
LINGERING IN HALLWAYS
WHERE SUN SHINES NOT.
WHERE NEGATIVE WAVES GATHER,
PULLING ME IN CURRENTS OF DARK.

NO, I SHAN'T DANCE,
IN SILHOUETTES OF THE PAST,
WANDERING WITH UNEASE.
WHERE GERMS OF FRIGHT FEED MIND.
WHERE GLOOM SURROUNDS DAY,
DRAWING ME TO A DEVILS AGENDA.

NO, I SHAN'T DANCE AT DOORWAYS
NEAR BLACK CLOUDS OF DREAD,
WAVERING ENDLESSLY.
FOR DIVINE BEING, I AM.
DESERVING TO MOVE
WITH LIGHT OF DREAMS.
WITH MY OWN SACRED SELF.

There is often a story
behind the breath.  
The exhale
that moves
over tongues membrane.
The voice that
gives wings to words.

The saga meanders
in ears if you listen.

Sometimes,
the story is light
bringing smile to face.

Other times it's heavy
with truth that burns like fire
needing extinguishing.
.
Good Memories
expand to gather
in scrap books of mind.

Bad memories grow like vines
soficating heart
when pains not replaced
with forgiveness.

It's all part of the journey.
A journey
where stories
get embedded
and perhaps altered
inside a wandering soul.

I’m captured by the suns rays
upon ocean waves.
Heart opening gently
Eyes widening at beauty.

Birds tickle horizon
as if encouraging white crescents
to peak before hitting shore.

Waves gently move to greet me
as feet are caressed
and wind kisses with their swirling hug.

Seagulls fly gracefully
casting their eye-nets for food.
Shells like flowers pop up
as dog prints cover showing
mirrors of moments passed.

Perfect time to drift in thoughts.
To breath into moment
viewing a majestic view.

Perfect time on winters day
to celebrate view
with only the sea and self
for company.

Standing at window within deep inhale
my eyes and senses expand.

I watch,
seeing a splendid sky unfold with grace.

Playground of clouds move,
tweaking heart to ring out.

Moment gift me, as wind wraps around
becoming a hug to jump start my day.

Playful images become like animals
grazing in field of blue
making me feel like a child again.

Birds drift across visions,
as if pencils tweaking
the already masterpiece.

I am amazed at the magi-sty,
as everything is in-sic with everything else.

Smile swells face realizing I too am part of
the majestic matrex of life,
as earth meshes with sky.

And with voice
I sing,
giving a lullaby to stars in their cloud blanket.

They're resting before all awake
into night sky that gleams with diamond rays.

You are my love. My palette of colors, I scribd with as my love pushes a pen. Blue matches your eyes that shine to make my heart fly. Red the color of your hair dances in wind giving my words flight. Green the color of your swaying skirt, makes me want to dance close. And yellow matches the sun that vibrates with rays of your beauty. Yes, you are my love now and forever.

My mind this night is busy,
chattering inside memories of day.
Ego attempts to reroute me from heart
to its corner of concerns and second guessing.
If's and maybe's become shadows bigger than moon
but I will drown it out in bath and calm myself so I can sleep
Tomorrow is another day.

Inside the reality of light
I set myself free.
Free with the divine I am presence.

I float with light of heart
that becomes a divine white vortex.

Deep breath catapults me
in a collective beam of light
to heart of Gia with love and gratitude
TO the galaxy and all beings that inhabit it
with love and gratitude
TO my own soul with love and gratitude

MY portal of white light
emanates in and through me
pointed to the light workers, Star-seeds
and all those here to assist.
this grand planet during its rebirth.

With breath of light
I send out my intentions
for world peace, harmony and abundance,
to ALL as the many awaken to know their
purpose,

I am a pillar
of love intentions aiming to the grid
of consciousness
so one may feed upon its love infused vibration.

Blessings move
as light empowers self
to connect connect connect

I now am activated in a portal of expanded light
to walk tall and be a beacon for all with love, gratitude and peace.

Aho and may God bless you
in this the Winters Solstice.

My pen shall be my mixing spoon,
I swirl with words a plenty.

The oven-like page,
a place it cooks
developing as scribes treat.

Poem rises
with colorful phases
inside mixture.

Moment brews visions,
ready to explode with flavor.

And soon my cake is done,
with all the trimming
of a creative poem.

It cools in readers eyes
for those ready to feast.
Worry not...
Its contents are not fattening.

Thoughts are like seeds
to be planted
in soil of cellular membranes.

The more you water
those seeds with dreams,
the more they germinate
growing with breath.

Once developed,
they sprout into  
blossoms anchoring into reality.  
Reality, inside all your dreams.

what role shall I play
for another being in human form.

SHALL I be warm and loving with hug
making one float in ecstasy.
WILL I be speak strongly
awakening feelings
for one to find their truth.

SHALL I sing rocking them
to experience peacefulness.
WILL I scream and cause tears
so they emotionally heal,
part of the contract of a relationship.

SHALL I take their hand and
guide with wisdom causing one
to understand.
WILL I be controlling to make one
set their own boundaries.

SHALL I speak truth that awakens one
to their own divine purpose.
Or should I get up and leave giving experience  of abandonment so they realize their own divine self.

LET’S SEE...
How do I play my role
perhaps on their subconscious level
to enact the real meaning of compassion.

Time will tell as it will unfold its own way.

With golden threads
stitches in heart are sewn,
looping lights of love
with breath.

Stitches expand
to balance for peace
as pulsating
sounds
reverberated from vortex of heart.

Blood moves gracefully
with undertow of breath
like a delicate river
reaches ***** to cleanse.

Peering inside I see a tapestry
of flowing cells adorned
with memories and purpose.

Everyday I add to life's textile
having inner truth be my needle.

The heart, a place I plan to stay
for a seamstress
I shall always be
sewing a fabric of harmony.

May your own consciousness
find you inside your heart.
And there,
hear the sacred song of self
that always echoes
to remind YOU
just how grand you are.

Within the magic of life, I pulsate
feeling an aliveness never felt before.
Trees glisten in wind.
Breath dances entering vessel.

Senses enhanced by energies
tweak awareness to dance in steps.
A wholeness inside connection
to true self radiates,
as blessings fall like rain tickling
moment to sprout flowers
inside time.

Within the magic of life, I wander
activated inside true potential
and purpose.
Visions open pathways to dance
Music makes way for insight.
Holy doorway opens, as I unlock
with the key of unconditional love.

And the gem of self shines
as new times integrate divinely.
As I center with peace love and joy
to feel the tenderness of the heart.

Have a Great God-Given day
in heart
in dreams,
in life
connected to all of who YOU are.

*

Affirmation:
I am truly a gift and therefore
I will live it to celebrate.


StarBG © 2017

Can you see my fairy wings?
     Their expand wide
         spreading
                             at night
                                                  taking off
     from bed to drift in stars a-glow.

Can you see me gliding in your dreams?
I drift slowly
                         gracefully
                                                      sending wishes
                 for you to carry in awake time.

Can you see me tickling your senses?
     I move inviting
                               your own
                                                         grand wings
       to open so we can play.

Play in the realm of dreams.