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

Love... don't leave home without it.
And when tears come
scoop them up and water your dreams.

The sun will eventually shine
and your dreams will blossom.

Dark thoughts try to intervene into flow
of my light wavelets of aspirations.
Judgements, fear, and doubt
spiral in whirlpool of undertow.

They try to anchor into cells
that rondevu
with ego's boat.

But sun of heartbeats foil its plan.
and harmony prevails.
Harmony to fight another day
until frequency rises
and entrance is impossible.

Freedom is mine.

Love with its delicate breeze
tickles senses.
Tantalizes breath.

love with its subtle pulsations
that makes etheric wings open
and dreams germinate.

Love an energy to bath in
as footsteps carry and heart expands.

Care to tango within love’s song?
A melody that effects the future.

Humanity is evolving
stepping onto the elevator of
compassion.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
its moving quite fast
giving air to breath
and stallion to motion.

Care to gyrate on dance floor of forever
where true nature lives inside hearts music?

Care to unveil mask worn by ancestors
to know we're walking trees of Divinity
now blossoming to state of awake?

I'm a jumping into cloud of dreams.
making waves in the matrex of now.

I'm a wave of light on journey to know self better.

Once there was a penguin named David far more smarter than his family or friends. One day a quill pen fell out of the pocket of a human visiting. The minute he saw the pen, he knew he was a writer in a past life and wanted to write again.
David found some old seal blubber for ink and began to write. He tried writing on the snow but it disappeared. He tried writing on the trees but the snow again took it away. He even tried writing on the stomach of his friend Ro Ro but when she swam it disappeared.  
Pondering hard David had a great idea. He decided to swim off to the open sea. Once there, he swam to the bottom of the ocean.
David collected some old wood from a sunken ship. It was perfect and once it dried in the cool air he was ready to write. The first thing he wrote was a special little poem to his friend Ro Ro for believing in him.    

RoRo  you are cute and dear
Black and white you see.
I do love you very much.
Will you marry me?

I shall wait at yonder hill,
of white just round the bend,
Patently I will stay
in hope a yes you send.

In the hour she did come,
to say oh yes I do.
I have always loved you fine
glad you do love me too.

RoRo and David became forever married in love. They were honored by the entire Penguin waddle. And From that day on, Penguin David wrote many a poem celebrating their love.


StarBG © 2017

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.