Yes life moves on
To different things
Positivity sparkles
In butterfly wings

Butterfly wings
With colors galore
Inside of breath
Eyes crave some more

More so heartbeats
dance and align
everything’s sacred
You are divine

Love travels,
in gentle breeze
as birds sing grand melody.
so one sings along.

Love moves,
inside breath
as two lovers kiss
causing temperatures to rise.

Love meanders,
inside tent
as steps dance to wedding song
and others celebrate

Love transmutes,
in moment
as eyes fix on little one
and two people become parents.

Love roams,
in energies of forgiveness
as heart opens for peace
and freedom anchors.

Love journeys,
inside Gods will
as one awakes to their magnificence
and vibrates with self love.

Love travels,
inside invitation.
Get on board.

Is there a man IN the moon
or is he ON it?
Feeling the energies as it spins about.
Gazing at those who question his existence.

Perhaps it’s not a man at all but a woman
dolling herself up
from the hews of a sparkling star.

Singing as veil of cloud
covers her sweet smile
and sacred eternal face.

Maybe man in moon is a child
holding the wonders of the universe
in its sphere like head.

Or maybe the man in the moon
is non other than an alien,
using the moon as a space ship.

At any moment ready to take off
leaving earths atmosphere
where many would be sad
or victim to its absence.

Set those binoculars upright
and peepers pointed.
The mystery continues.

I gift you
reader who
stands in readiness.
Ready to wash eyes
of past hardships
to stand naked before my song.

I stand to wrap poetic verse
as gift paper
echoing its present with light as strong as sun.
With love as powerful as self pulsating to be free.
And with a moment where unlimited possibilities linger
I invite you to open heart into a new

consciousness.
To know all are gifts
as soul waits to be unwrapped by self
A present of great value.

I hand treasure to you to awaken.
Happy Birthday.

THE BULLET OF A JUDGMENTAL THOUGHT
FLIES FROM EGO TOWARD HEART.
IT TRAVELS STRIKING HARD
THROUGH CONSCIOUS PATHWAYS,
CAUSING STEPS
OF DOUBT AND FEAR TO SWIRL
UNTIL BREATHS ARE TAKEN.

UNTIL HEART CAN SHED ITS AGENDA.
SO TRUTH WINS AND PEACE BECOME REALITY.

A DREAM CAN’T BE MURDERED
FROM A MAD MAN'S MIND NO NOT BY BEINGS AWAKE.

WE ARE SUPERMEN ABLE TO STOP EGO BULLETS
SO HARMONY TO FLOURISH.
SO LOVE TO EXPANDS  USHING IN PEACE.
ABLE TO TAKE ACTION WITH A SINGLE BOUND
TOWARD SOCIETIES RULES LIKE EGO CHATTER
THAT NEED PURGING.
OH TO
BE A WALKING MONUMENT
OF PEACE, LOVE, JOY AND ABUNDANCE.
OH TO TAKE ACTIONS AGAINST SEA’S OF MIND PATTERNS
ALIGNING WITH THE LOVE INFUSED INSIDE.

LIVE COMPASSION, FORGIVENESS, AND LOVE.
IT STARTS WITH GRAND MASTERS OF TRUTH LIKE
JOHN LENNON.
IT CONTINUES WITH YOU.

Singing the songs of creation
heart expands outward
inside divine echo...
Melodies of peace.
Tunes of compassion.
Chorus’s of forgiveness.
Chants of joy.
Ditties of darkness.
Songs of sadness.
Hymns of light.
Ballads of memories.
Aira’s of dreams.
Anthems of love.

Inside songs of creation
heart lives vibrating
a song of forever.

My heart, my heart,
sings out the song of life
beating its drum like form
in all weather.

It vibrates
singing a songs of light
as breath hugs
with invisible fibers
the moment.

My heart, my heart
precious with dimensions far
storing memories in its
cravens red.

It echoes
trilling with passions
for the dance of love
as expansion commences.

My heart, my heart,
chants dreams orchestrated
in fields wide
under majestic moon.  

It calls
expanding to be harvested
in notes that radiate outward
as cells frolic in mind.

My heart, my heart.
I shan’t leave home
without it.
Nor will waver not
with beat in celebration
for life, for love
for dreams.

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

Joy, Peace, Harmony

On crystal waters I float
with back to wave as if surf board.
Rainbow hews cover sky
as sun tickles senses.
Birds fly in magical form
spiraling in moment
while heart beats upon white bed.

Pushing self onward visions come
in images of rainbow clouds.
Time stops while peace takes over
and scene fades.
Breath slows to a stop
but consciousness speaks
with no heartbeat.

On crystal waters of death I float
celebrating the life lived
while dolphins escort nearby.
While songs of loving memories
are carried in backpack of heart
as wings open.
Destination...
Home to merge with source
in great sea of universe.

AND I SHALL SAUNTER,
CROSS FIELDS OF SUNFLOWER DREAMS,
FEELING THE COOL BREEZE
AS BEES TICKLE PETALS SOFT
WITH A YELLOW GLOW
LIKE MORNING SUN.

I SHALL STAY IN MOMENT
WHILE CLOUDS ARE READIED TO RELEASE MORNING MEAL
TO FEED FLOWER FRIENDS WHO BOW IN WIND.

YES I SHALL MOVE WITH GRACE
TAKING HEED TO RUN
AS IF STALLION CROSS FIELD PRECIOUS
UNITES WITH MOMENT.

AND I SHALL WHISPER MY GRATITUDE
AS NEW DAY DAWNS AND I AM HERE TO CELEBRATE.
CELEBRATE CONNECT TO
BE MOVING FULL OF EXPANDING SUNFLOWER ENERGIES.

The Owl
it hoots gracing highways of night air.
It whispers as caretaker of the tree lined forest,
that vibrates below starry sky.

Melodies penetrates even the ant
who gains shelter under leaf to be rocked to sleep.
Sounds expand as aliens in earths space take notice.

The owl it shares voice releases blessings
in manors of sagacious keenness
with eyes fixated
ready to gather pray.
Its crystal ball eyes become like globe carrying wisdom
for those night creatures seeking psychic visions.

The owl
gift of Mother Gia destined to in-hanse ears
for perhaps a poetic tune  to be born.
Born to stir a thought opened
inside the mind of sleepless night.

I weave my thoughts outward.
First with breath
than with actions to spread words
inside air.

I intwine my experience that leads
on pathway of life
Dancing, Crying, Expanding
in heart as time erodes senses
and consciousness anchors.

I lace vibrations of the mind
to create new avenues of sight
Ears tingle with excitement
as cascading waterfall of sounds echo.
Mind and heart merge with soul
to feel peace inside wisdom.

I thread breathe deep into needle of life
to ground with new truths and new beginnings.
Beginnings with backpack of tools to
celebrate change fearlessly.

Oh to sit in own vessel of grace
with determination.
To drift rowing cross highways of waves
for expansion.
Waters swirl, carrying self
into title-waves of change.
Moments pass below blue
and sometimes tempest skies.

Destination is clear
to paddle with heart and soul.
Destination is attainable
inside winds of change that beckon.

Inside turmoil that leads
to new perspectives
and calm waters
on pathway for peace.

Today, I summon life force energies,
to do my biding.
To vibrate within it’s light.
To expand chambers of heart
as breath tickles consciousness.

Today, I summon life force energies,
to manifest divinely.
To dance as if in flight.
To celebrate moment.
that is ever evolving inside life

Life, where gifts align for peace,
abundance, joy and harmony.

Care to do the same?
The stage is set
all one needs is focus.
to ride waves of life force

Every star that sparkles,
brings a million possibilities to surface.
To expand in mind and feel the energy of miracles.

Every moment in a step
is the vibration that seeds a thought
watered by action.

And every voice raised in unity inside differences
is the bridge
to become a sparkling star
that harbors love.

Inside a sleepless night
the silence speaks loudly.
Sensitivities are heightened
while cells open feeling nights energies.
Moon shines full, vibrating in song.
while clouds drift playing peek-a boo
with the stars.
And time slows
bringing forth opportunities
to wonder.

Inside a sleepless night, I sit
riding  waves of moment
opening heart so I feel my soul.

Floating in a galaxy of words I echo
radiating light of love and compassion.
Prayers whistle from beating heart.
Songs echo activating
my dream-state reality.

I rise to dance in wind, as pen etches
out for a new consciousness.
I move in footsteps to radiated
on earths sacred ground.
I am an avatar of the written word,
calling to eyes to open and receive  
a grand awakening. celebration.
May the celebration begin
as whispering light
filters within to feel peace.
Peace inside the gift of life.

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.

It is with one match
the darkness of room is lit.
One intention to recall who one is
to expand consciousness for peace.
One song of breath to sing out
and pass an awakening spark,
with compassionate smile.
One moment to change the world.

Be the match you are
to burn inside your great light.
It is why you are here.
It’s with the power of your own light
that God’s spark lives.
It is the light that cannot be extinguished.
The catalyst that makes one see
as they integrate the dark
into rainbows.

One bright candle of self held in a darken room
vibrates to gobble up the dark.
To awaken the sleeping.
To carry the soul to feel empowered by
rays of God within.
By your essence of love present.

One bright candle of self
in a moment of day or night
vibrates to a song of ones divinity
meant to be seen.
To move inside life’s dance.
To ****** go to touch many
feeling everyday the celebration
of a candle of love we are.

Let the light sail into you.
let your own candle burn bright.

Birds sit on yonder branch
with clarion song.
They call to awaken
those lying in nights slumber.
They shout to bring feet to rise
and dance in day.

Birds they be gift to ears
that breathe in fledgling sound.
The gift that echoes causing self to sing too,  
and vibrate inside the celebration of life.

with dancing fingers and a flick of wrist,
I put thoughts to screen.

They pulsate aimed at eyes in shades
of rainbow hues.

REDS may launch emotions
While GREEN are words that carry healing.
BLUES are the scenes worth traveling in.
And White are like star-light phases
meant to light up hearts.

The color spectrum is endless
like universe that houses guides
to lead hands.

The breath is the key to unleash energies
that hug in moment.

With dancing fingers I march
sharing the parade of words
meant to be gifted to those who gather.

With recipe of life,
I colonize mind
setting up red flags
to recognize the ego ingredient that
doesn't blend well
to serve my highest good.

My recipes includes a dash of love,
a cup of swirling dreams and
plenty of seasoning from emotions.

Time to cook and baste my mind
with intention of thoughts.

WALA!
The poem concoction is done.
Feast away readers, feast away

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.

When one marries a poet
they may receive poetry about themselves
BUT if they divorce
they take their poems with them
and there is no joint custody.

Love is my vitamin
it expands within
as gratitude comes to mind.

It travels as backpack to cells
moving to anoint every *****.

Faith is my vitamin
it vibrates to ground self
to be in moment.

It travels inside heartbeats
that bring feet to dance.

Peace is my vitamin
I take in with breath.

It reverberates to open doorways
to walk celebrating life.

It becomes a garden
that spouts miracles.

Inside breath, lit corners of heart expand.
Pulsating with self-talk and forgiveness.
Radiate outwardly
swirling,
gracefully to tickle senses.
They echo moving in rhythms that
awaken my being.

Inside breath the light becomes a ball
illuminating my consciousness.
Moving to hold loves lantern
as I shine it to the world

I woke up to the morning light
smiled and returned to sleep,
curling back into a dream.

It carried purple clouds
and sweet fragrances in air.
Vibrations brought me through doorways
to open my heart
It made me feel delightful
as rainbows filled sky
and hugs came inside wind.
It caused me to feel love
smiling in energies of peace
as I drifted curled in a cloud.

Take my crazy and mix it with a bit of sanity
and Wala you have a me clone.

Take my love and mix it with the moment
and voila you have harmony.

Take my faith and mix it with trust
and shazaam you have a miracle.

Take my intention
with my poetry
and you have
a loving friend.

The beauty of life on planet Earth-
NATURE,  MUSIC, CHILDREN
The ugly of life...
WAR, LIES, GREED
ALL in the name of expansion.
Purpose to realign consciousness
to tip scales
and let happy be on both sides.

A gift it is... to be in the presence of a new baby.

The being unimpeded by earths
third dimensional mindsets.

A new born fused with higher self
who is the vibration of God.

The one shrouded in a veil of light
ready to experience life again for soul.

A new born in state of nakedness
lying with grace free of judgement.

The mirror of ones own original self
who carries unlimited possibilities.

A new born who gives an invitation
in moment to smile and play.

The reason to see blessing present
and release gratitude in voice

A new born who carries stars in eyes
calling many to embrace the now.

The being ready to take on role of teacher
for mother and those present.

Those who can see the embodiment of beauty
deserving of celebration.

A sacred baby
carries stars inside their eyes
legacy of soul.


School is in session
A new born is the teacher
every age teachers
*
students are us all

Are you a cheater
Have you cheated yourself
of really being here in a sacred vessel?
Only you can answer
And only you can choose...

to live life to the fullest
to open up to life
and the gift it is.
Here to let the ego mind go
and move into the heart.
Where love forgiveness peace comes.
Here to look in mirror and view ourselves completely
before life becomes ash upon a mountain side.

i am a word hobo
caravanning
inside a journey
filled with inspirational scenes.
W
O
R
D
S
gathers that I scoop up
and place in backpack
of mind.

My walking stick pen balances me,
as focused inside steps ground.

IF it rains emotions flow
IF it's sunny birds GRACE ears
making phases into songs.

When I arrive a-top of mountain
and plant flag
it means poem is done.

I am a word hobo
and I wouldn't have it
aNY OTHER WAY.

My dog loves me
everyday regardless
of my stature, brains, or habits.

My pooch loves me
daily regardless
of my reputation, singing out of key
or smelly armpits
I feel blessed
And me...
I love him like family
whereby
Mi casa es su casa

I am but a mirror of wordsmith self,
scribing with etheric words.
I walk and pen moves gracefully.
I run and my words move in open corral.
I fly and phases glide inside my dreams.
I breath and visions breath
ready to dance upon page.

Penning, paper, and heart go together,
like peanut butter, jelly, and bread.

*
Bed, kissing, and cuddling go together,
like intimacy, dreams and a soulmate.

*
Thoughts, prayers, and trust go together,
like vibrations, believing and abundance.

A new grand day,
where gratitude anchors
and miracles surface.

Where gentle breezes blow
and hearts open
to the magic of life.

A new baby day
where moment unveils
unlimited possibilities
and sun sends rays of love
to all.

As I stand at alter
to marry poetry with heart,
I see the guests arrive.

They are letters that dance
upon dance floor of mind.
They are the ones
that bare presents of phases
to scribe another poem,
as marriage celebration continues.

Do you Star BG take
the creative spark called love
for better and worse?
I do
And do you Master Spark Vortex
promise to continue
to shower her with light?
I do.

I now pronounce you
Mr. and Mrs S Vortex

May you create baby poems
to be shared with visitors eyes
who watch them grow.

May you be bounded
inside passions
where the pen will speak
inside all experiences.

And may you live eternal
with fire of love
to anoint the Universe
and celebrate life.

I have become like puppet girl.
moving with strings
infused with voice of ego.

Sometimes, I jump to it’s words
that are void of self love.
Other times, I fall from lack of trust
as strings pulled tight controlling my movements.

Higher still I jump,
serving the voice that veils me from true self.
Higher and higher I move
doing deeds not in the best interest of my spirit.

Until, cords I cut with intent
as my strings become wings of light.
As I glide with no more
a Pinocchio-like nose,
buying my psyche's story.

No more to do the biding
of my ego mind
replaced now with my heart.

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

The poet shares their conscious mind
with insights and feelings
that float into another’s heart.

If it be a poet... it churns for inspiration.
If it's a reader, not bard...
it makes one think.
If it's God... it makes him smile.

The beauty of life
The ugly of life on planet Earth...
All in the name of expansion.
The purpose to realign consciousness
to tip scales
and let happy be on both sides.

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.

The street musician plays
from heart
becoming his instrument.
His sounds infusing
with air so passerby's
can be empowered.

The music performer plays
sharing his art
to become a portal of sound.
His music graces ears
with his undying passions.
And guitar case open
hoping to feed his art
and self.

We are only characters in life's play
BUT when YOU looks at the playbill
they can see that YOU
have a leading role.

Meet mistress color.
She is your friend.
The Red Goddess signifies love.
The yellow optimism.
Green prosperity.
And purple peace.

Meet the male deity of color.
He is your friend.
The Brown deity teaches to ground.
Grey lets emotions flow.
Black invites silence
And orange anchors new dawn.

Meet gold and silver,
spiraling into mystical love and light!
The gold that celebrates
a creative light.
The silver that makes one vibrate
inside love every moment.

Meet your inner self
It is your friend
It mirrors endless possibilities
and carries dreams with rainbow light.

With shimmering yellow sun
I sail a thousand oceans in mind
Harboring gratitude for poetic words
that hit human sails.

With soft sands tinged with gold
I walk with endless thoughts from heart.
Aligning in gratitude for the verse buried deep.

With feet grounded in pastures of trees tall
I climb upon countless mountains listening
with gratitude for Mother Gia’s poetic spurs.

And with thousands of colorful words I write
inspired every moment by life's rendezvous
that graces my path.

Grateful I am. Grateful I be.