Uplifted by the Wings of love, Birds and Blooms

Jun 2015

stéphane noir

you can do it, my love.

with your first step,
you are on your way-
and how good does it feel!
how light is the pack
now that your feet are in motion?
darling you could trek to the stars.

in your journey
you'll surely encounter spirits:
some will come to you from above;
most will well from inside,
but a few will rise from below,
(evil and toxic enemies of the angels).
pay heed to each spirit,
request and receive its transmission
and refer again to your fingers,
releasing their grip of control
on your hurtling craft.
You have done this and should rightly be proud.
(That is to say, smile at your righteousness.)
A path appears before you from the darkness,
the Lord is crafting your road from gold-
You cannot fail!

Forgive the populous their opinions.
Whether you are loved or hated,
you are on the path of the Lord.

this goes out to a very special someone, and two hundred seventy other someones, and every someone i've ever known in my life.

#love #fear

May 2015

Carolin

Because

Because he pulled
me from darkness to
his light. Because he
held my hand tight when
i was scared. Because
he handed me over his
heart without fearing
that i'll tear it apart with
no care. I knew he's the
one the minute his hand
reached out before the
sun came up. Before the
morning dew dropped.
He came to rescue me
while the whole world was
drowning in it's deep
sleep* ~

May 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Expression of Love

alphabet strung into word
word woven to sentence

can't make love to be heard
speaks it loudest
in silence!

May 2015

Miss Havisham

Tranquility

I see from the third floor windows,
Sparrows gathering around the post feeder.
Crows, ravens, and an occasional stray Jackdaw,
Gather around, waiting to feast upon fresh carrion.
A thousand blackbirds, with their red wing patch,
Swoop down into the gardens by the fountain.
I stare out the window watching the sights,
Never being disturbed in tranquility.

-M.H.-

May 2015

Alexandra Provan

Revival

So struggle weary, I had forgotten how to fight
But now I smile as a stand above this battle site.
Because it was not me, sweetheart, it was you
And I have been rediscovered by someone new.

May 2015

Poetic T

What, You Want Me To Do What

I was different from the others,
Once I lived in a shell,
It was ok most of the time,
Till the thunder
It rumbled, then,
"PHEW"
It seeped in to the shell,
I learnt to hold my breath,
Then I stretched and
Crack,
Creak,
"WOW"
That first steps a big one!!!
I'll take the back door thank you,
As I waddle upon twigs and sticks,
"Mamma"
"Mamma"
"WOW"
What floor is this,

"Little one of feather and beak"
"You are twenty feet up"
"Any lower and we are cat feed"

Gulp as I looked over the edge down below.

"Now you were safe within your little shell"
"This is the wide world"
"Full of wonder but danger as well"

What are these things that hang from me mum,

"They are feather my little one"
"With these you will feel the wind beneath your feet"

Can I fly right now?

"No little one"
"You must learn to walk"
"Before air glides beneath feet"

Mother looked on with proud eyes as her little one
With small claws did try fumbled, fell,
But always got up.
Time passed a day or two, feathers dry
And feet were working too,

"Now little one are you ready to be free"
"To soar upon the winds up their"

"What mama"
"You want me to do what"

But I don't like heights,
I never go near the edge of the nest,
Like my bro and sister who have already taken flight.

"You must first conquer your fear"
"Let your heart breath free"

"I want to mamma"

"I believe in you son"

So with pride in heart and my mothers
Words in my mind,
I looked at the edge of twigs and leaves
I stepped forward, then back
Then remembered mama's words.

"You must first conquer your fear"
"Let your heart breath free"

And with that moment in mind,
I stepped,
Feathers out proudly as feet met air
And I opened my eyes
I was free.........
I was one with the wind and clouds
I had conquered my fears as mamma said.

"Soar high my little feather"
"You have made a mamma proud"

I heard her voice and tweeted with happiness
The ground was my fear, but the air was my freedom.

We must overcome our fears to fly free

#fear #air #ground #overcoming #kids-storie #first-step

May 2015

Solaces

The Lucid dream

I often do the practice of looking for anomalies in dreams.. What I mean is the small things that do not make sense in reality.. Its a trigger point I give my dreaming self to let him know he is dreaming.. Then anything is possible.. And I do mean anything..

The first thing I do is fly! I float at first very slowly.. As if there is no gravity.. I have no control at first but then realize I can do what I want.. I then jet through the skies over Earths oceans.. Majestic blues.. I fly over storms and see the lightning dance from above.. I then look to the stars.. And I want to go beyond.. I fly outside of Earth and into a strange expanse my mind creates.. I visit other Planets and see new forms of life.. I then share them here with all of you! I smile at the thought of this being an eternal ride.. Where I will never be able to discover everything..

Don't wake up from your dreams, Wake up in them..

#dream #stars #beyond #lucid

May 2015

Sydney Victoria

Spring Thaw (Shaped Whimsey)

The River Ice Has Begun To Vanish,
Famished, It Yeilds To The Sun,
Piece By Piece Its Body
Succumbs To Ripened
Heat; Slowly It
Is Devoured By
The Current
Until It Is
Gone:
Time
Eats Away
At The Winter's
Impending Hold
On The River's Bubbling
Laughter; Sought After Due
To Its Delightful Chattering
Which Gurgles Peacefully Within The
Tender Summer Nights Beneath The Stars

Time.. What Are Your Thoughts On The Process?

#time #spring #river #hourglass #shape

May 2015

The Noose

abloom

Splendiferous blousy hydrangea
Flourishing with life
My affection soaring
Like the hue
Of the bloom of the plant
Whose fragrance reminds me
Of your tenderness.

May 2015

Wanderer

Transformation

I burrowed down
Kept my head below the fault line
Hoping that I would go unnoticed
As a novice I had no shame in hiding
A caged beast that eventually broke free
Soon the seams of my cocoon started cracking
The edges pulling with such pain
My throat burned from the effort
I was still the only one to hear the echo
From darkened corners burst forth into blinding light
A rainbow of late spring brilliance
Reflected back in dusted delicate unfurl
I was no longer an inching segment
I was a butterfly girl

May 2015

Amitav Radiance

Daybreak

Wake up with the morn
Inhale the fresh air
Soak in the light of dawn
Taste the dewdrops
To soothe the parched soul
Dreams are new
Waiting to take flight
Chirping birds talk to you
Listen to them closely
How dreams take flight
Nestle your dreams with care
Wide open arms of morning air
Welcomes you in her world
Wide eyed at daybreak
Capture the beauty of this world

#life #dreams #day #new #morning #dawn

May 2015

SE Reimer

sunset dreams

~

oh sun set at sunset,
oh set sun divine;
oh sun set at sunset,
oh set sun on mine.

each finger a print,
each palm in your hands,
each color a glint,
from immeasurable sands.

no out-of-time dance,
’tis artistic mystique,
no step left to chance,
it’s unveiling unique;

each a palette’s adieu,
as sunset's wine tips
with a lover's, ‘helloo’,
to kiss twilight lips.

forever the lover,
a gifting, a sign,
as dusk throws its covers
o’er the love it enshrines.

oh sun set at sunset,
my lover is you,
oh sun set at sunset,
'sweetest dreams’ to you too.

~

*post script.

watching a sunset always reminds me
of the ardent kiss of two lover’s
bidding each other, ’good night!’