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Star BG Mar 2018
With focused mind
I took a drop of pain
mixed it with love,
and understanding its a tool.
The result the pain dissipated
to feel peace.
Inspired by Traveler Thanks
We as conscious evolving beings have power with our thoughts. Us it and your life will change. This truth should be taught in schools. We are now awakening to realize that we control our reality. We are children with sparks of the Divine meant to expand and be free to construct our lives inside love. Its God's decree that we live in freedom as evolved beings. That we become active members of the galaxy shedding our old programed beliefs for harmony.
Star BG Mar 2018
I have a literary soul
prancing and dancing
to scribe from deep in heart.


My vibration perches veils,
to ride waves of rhythms.
Capture sunlight in pen
Drift in wind against sky-like mind.


I have a literary soul,
gracefully touching down
on earths sacred temple.
Here to merge in moment
with others who have
writer wings.


I have a literary soul.
Inspired by the words literary Soul thanks Anupama
Star BG Mar 2018
OH PAIN,
it grips conscious mind
and body often to extremes.
It gives opportunity to scribe,
feel, merge with its shadow.
To move into fire of dancing flames
that transmutes toward better time.


OH THE PAIN,
it travels spiraling with it’s agenda.
Chilling to heart and senses.
Holding power for what feels like forever.
It gives opportunity to tackle demons
fly in dreams,
scribe a new path in light.


PAIN OH PAIN,
dissipates inside new thoughts.
It opens doors grand
that brings winds of change
divine.
It metamorphoses into light
to anchor Freedom.
For another road to wander in

TO feel, dance, and write.
Inspired by Duzy  THANKS
Star BG Mar 2018
We are the fabric of love the energetics dream of consciousness that  evolves. We are living gifts from the expanded Pulsations of God. We all thought of the evolution of mankind. It's time to embody are essences and move shedding our old negative programming.

HAPPY GREEN DAY!
Star BG Mar 2018
I SIT pen-like brush in hand,
taping into imaginative side
Taping into artistic flow
that moves as if words
become tubes of colorful jargon.

My studio is my desk.
the Canvas like vellum
stretched inside bonded journal.
The Moment fuel for expression
as it expands inside grace.


I SIT, aimed with purpose,
to release visions grand
and move in new territory
with mountainous mind.
To cleanse my pallet of thoughts
and launch other’s eyes
who gather to glance.


I SIT creating a masterpiece
to hang in my museum walls
of a computer screen,

and gallery of a Hello Poetry site.
Inspired by Reetam Bhattacharya   THANKS
Star BG Mar 2018
They danced to gentle
rhythms of the wind.
Moving in music unheard
by the ear.
Launched onto
by breath and silent stance.

They danced against clouded sky,
to the right gracefully.
To the left divinely.
Up down in ballerina style,
until they landed.

Landed in a snow covered field.
where self could focus on dreams.
I looked out my window and saw flurries so this poem was born.  Where ever you be be grateful for the Weather that allows one to pause and reflect.
Star BG Mar 2018
LIFE is poetry in motion.  It’s the interaction of one soul to another weaving with story and intent. Sometimes it comes out in a poem or a song. Other times it’s in a story or gentle whisper consummating an intimate moment.

LIFE is poetry in motion. It’s a memory that plays inside the wind that blows gracefully.  Perhaps it’s part of the ocean waves that are sandwiched between an aquatic world and sky. Or inside the setting sun’s pulsations to welcome in stars and glowing moon.

LIFE is poetry in motion. The place where words are filtered into the human experience for others to hear. It’s the home of the heart that echoes, welcoming in the gentle mist of a waterfall that harbors love inside life.

LIFE  is poetry in motion.
Care to dance?
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