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Mar 30 · 194
Star BG Mar 30
I take a vitamin thought everyday.

It Includes
A pill of optimism
A pill of gratitude
A tablet of trust
A pill of anticipation,
that day will be great
Because its manufactured
with breeze of breath,
in the factory of heart

When one has a good attitude it is like a vitamin in itself and it can shape your day.
JUST thinking about the virus
Mar 30 · 100
Lemonade I Make
Star BG Mar 30
Make lemons out of lemons they say.
I make it in my house each day
For I never know what will come
so I drink and bow to sing and pray.

Pray to look far deep inside
then I move with inner pride
cause I know life is a gift
inside hardships I won’t hide.
Just a thought
Mar 28 · 157
Star BG Mar 28
Raise your happy level
and keep free from viruses.
Three vitamins a day essential.
A happy pill.
A grateful pill
and a pill of song
that connects to
the wisdom from source.

And extra vitamin L, love
tainted with smiles helps.
Mar 28 · 153
Star BG Mar 28
We must stick align to what is important
Ws must celebrate our differences,
love Mother Earth
and get back to basics.
Mar 28 · 171
Star BG Mar 28
We are not trapped in our homes,
only trapped in the mind
for when we awaken
to share in our own great company
we align with what is important
and it sets one free.

Use it to ground align with source
and write or try something new.
Take a course on line.
Read a book.
Celebrate your own magnificence.
This virus/ confinement will end soon
and when it does

There is so so much
going on behind the scene.
The virus is a cover
for this happening.

New financial system, new laws,
arrests of the shadow government
and cults that are rampage in our society,
And much more.

Breath and connect knowing all will be fine.
Use it as an opportunity to feel my inner power.

WE are just as great if we stay in bed in our PJ's
or go and run around.

IMPORTANT Aligning with discontent and fear
is a disease in itself and only leads to illness.


Mar 28 · 289
Turn On Lamp
Star BG Mar 28
I turn on the lamp of love in my mind
moving as its glow shines. As it
spreads out eyes into day.

Energies spiral as voice aligns with breath
and song resonates outward shines. As moments of sand pile so memories begun.

I turn on the lamp of love in mind
that never burns out. That is
light particles magnetized
by heart pulsate.

Engirds spiral to enter cells
with breath as every ***** feels
energized and human form becomes crystalline.

I turn on the lamp of mind for my soul
and send it to the world to know
everything is grand and alright.
Everything is alright
Mar 28 · 68
My Beloved Fly On Wall
Star BG Mar 28
You my behove’d
I shall love forever
and a day.

You were my icing
on cake of life.
When you left unexpectedly
stars stopped shinning
and heart exploded
in rough waves that
rolled down face.

Days darkened
where only solace was
my bed and holding

How could life be so cruel
I thought for we both
just started a relationship.
We both knew we had soul connection
as you showered me with unconditional love.

And soon after
feeling stuck in hourglass of time,
where sands smothered me
I awakened to see your face
in a ray of sun.
When I heard voice of bird sing
with notes that changed into words
I listened.

“Wake up and look.
See me I am in everything. I
am in the gentle breeze to give you a hug,
and Spanish fly whispering in your ear love songs.
I am in moment that expands with sunlight to warm heart.
I’m inside your heart beat that plays with memories.
I am in song that echoes reminding
that I am still sending you unconditional love.
I am now your spirit guide
and shan’t live you side.”

With deep breath
I turned on the radio
and there played.
"I will love you
for a thousand years
And a thousand more."

I cried happy tears
and started to live again.

Now, whenever I hear
the song, A thousand years
by Christina Perri
I think of you Curtis dear.
You are my shinning star
and whispering Spanish fly
on wall serenading me with love.
Just a ditty I wrote when I heard this song
Feb 17 · 112
Caverns Of Heart
Star BG Feb 17
Into the caverns of my heart I move
with breath and intention.
With musical heartbeats
that echo divinely.
What follows is joy
Is peace inside moment
that reveal highways
of possibilities.

Into caverns of heart I stand
expanding consciousness
into the magic of life
The place where secrets live
and songs flourishes.

There I be dancing in song
in dreams that become my art.
Inspired by you tube of One Republic Piano Guys instrumental.Great relaxing inspiring music
Feb 9 · 216
Star BG Feb 9
What is a zen thought?

Is it so subtle it drifts in the silence
of a gentle breeze?
Or in its simplicity inside a kids laugh.

What makes a zen thought zen?

Is it wisdom scribed by one
who looks for answers?
Or a phase that invites contemplation
for wandering soul.

What is a zen thought?
Is it a line or two orchestrated by
one named Buddha?
Or person dressed in robes
who walks in hallways of monastery?

What makes a zen thought zen?
Is it lines with words that are few
but echoes loudly?
Or in a star stuttered night
that vibrates peace?

The answer lies behind heartbeat
inside  life's journey where road opens
with no stoplights.
Dedicated to Dr. Paul Lim. Thanks for your inspirational ZEN thoughts as well as others.
Feb 3 · 296
I Set
Star BG Feb 3
I set my alarm for happy.
Hope I don't oversleep.

I set my alarm for dreams
hope the ring tone makes me dance.

I set my alarm for love
hope it wakes up heart.

I set my alarm for harmony
can’t wait to hear it.

I set my alarm for smiles
hope its infiltrates waking moments.

I set my alarm to peace
as I attune to music of heart

Alarm to call angels
for their unconditional hugs.

I set my alarm
to be walking lighthouse of love.

Alarm to shine
as divine being of song.

I set alarm of senses
so I may be authentic self.

Alarm to be
shining lighthouse of color
anointing all.

I set my alarm
to merge with all I see

Alarm so human vessel
can awake to let freedom ring.
Just a morning thought using the word alarm
Feb 2 · 350
No Time Waisted
Star BG Feb 2
At the dock of my dreams
morning sun rise.
Watching AS TIDE TAKES mind
away inside quiet time.

I watch as time floats away

No time wasted
no time taken for granted

I sit at dock
WATCHING tide divinely dance.
Watching as breath match waves
and change WAITS clvidid first
in mind then in heart.

I watch as bones rest.
I mediate roaming in a grateful mind

no time waisted
no visions taken for granted.

I sit at dock
no place I’d rather be
after roaming many a mile

I let self simmer into moment
I ready self for change to plant roots
so dreams flower

No time waisted
No reason not to smile.
Inspired by old song Sitting On The dock of bay
Feb 2 · 97
Star BG Feb 2
In the temple of my heart,
God sings.
Anointing and expanding
my human footsteps.

I dance hearing grand melodies.
I celebrate inside divine connection.

In the temple of my heart,
God echoes.
Gifting me in moment
to shine like sun.

I walk and angels follow.
I bow as gratitude is whispered.

In the temple of my soul
God has a home.
And I feel peace on Earth.
Inspired by chat with Stu Harley
Feb 2 · 105
Star BG Feb 2
I collect nuggets of wisdom wherever I go.
Inside steps of dance and tears of healing.
Gentle breeze and precious morning sunrise.
And whispers behind a poets voice.

I collect nuggets of wisdom  everywhere
In a child's presence and song of divine birds.
Silence behind ticking clock that vibrate.
And visions in eyes of dragon flies flight plan.

I collect nuggets of wisdom everywhere.
Inside beating of drum by American indians hand.
Breath of an inhale and exhale that balances.
And elders voice within meditative stance.

I collect nuggets of wisdom from everything.
And store them in heart thats an endless chest
with wisdom of its own.
First poem of day.
Star BG Feb 1
Mind your thoughts
if they be laced with judgment
for that is a **** seed
not to be cultivated.
Mind your thoughts
as they develop
inside energies that could
have negative consequences.

Mind your thoughts
for they hold infante power
of creation.

Mind your thoughts
to become embodied with love
laughter and happiness

Mind your thoughts to expand
so you may reap the benefits
of an awaken soul.

Mind you thoughts for they mirror
and orchestrate your journey.

Mind your thoughts and if they are negative
change thy computer program.

Mind your thoughts
or ego will jump in and run the show
Mind your thoughts daily
or ego will have field day
life won’t be your own
just some thoughts about the thoughts that come in and out in any given day. Thoughts that can shape your being both physically and emotionally. And they have the power to create either what you want or don't want.
Feb 1 · 105
Star BG Feb 1
On any fine day
Ye shall find me with head
in open sky.
In energy river of the galaxy
that calls gracefully.

Any moment I drink I do
the fine wisdom threaded in wind.
Consume it like fine wine
that bubbles
to create phase.

And on any fine night
when owls echo
and moments carry
I terpsichore to hearts song.
A song that makes
life grand.
as we conversed Stu Harley inspired this.  Thank you

Tersichore is the word of the day. Oh fine poets learn it and use it well. Let it melt upon thy poetic visions and aid to paint a grand write.
Jan 17 · 198
Rainbow Dear Rainbow
Star BG Jan 17
Arc of beauty
hugs eyes gently
washing away cares.

Hello, I say,
woven gift from Father Sky.
Hello, I whisper,
in gratitude breath

Arch of light
senses awaken
as your a wonder of the earth
a tickle in eye
that rotates to smile.

You eminence
comes in mornings
casting your mystery
upon young and old.

Come midday
crossing plains and valleys
behind mountain peaks
and inside waterfall magnifico.

Your like enigma that comes
expanding imaginations
with fancy shades that mingle
with sky.

Your a sign that whispers sweet love
and celebrates the moment
after rains have come.

Rainbow Oh Rainbow
Hello! Hello!
Inspired by poem by Kayode Steve Adaramoye Esq
Many thanks
Jan 10 · 478
Star BG Jan 10
on the HP western front
of my Home feed.
It’s roads are empty.
Its resident poets seasoned
with gifts aren't walking with pen canes.
Or driving cars of visions.

Guess they're all
in a different cyber town

after some clouds in mind
bring rains to community,
a rainbow of words will
come and my home town
will be FULL AGAIN.
Just having a silly thought.
Jan 10 · 217
Star BG Jan 10
She's butterfly beauty,
slender and sleek.
With red and black markings.
oh so sweet.
And gracefully moves
in divine motion.
Playing to heart
to make commotion.

She carries blessings
on wings of gold.
And goes to heights yes untold.
Expands under
the sunlight bright.
Painting a landscape
out of sight.

She's special gift
filling senses grand
and sometimes she
does move on land.
A precious one
who lights up eyes.
I must insist,
she is a prize.

My prayers go now
to merge on wings.
I am grateful
my heart does sing.
Yes whispering I do
toward her great site.
She makes my day
a real delight.

And when I see her
Mother Nature's near
Hugging  eyes
that wash all care.

I think all now
should look up far.
A butterfly's like
shooting star.
Do make a wish
to aid your walk.
This is the truth
not pointless talk.

I now end ditty
and eyes look up
A buttery smiles toward me
for luck.
I saw a picture of a butterfly and out came this poem. Have great day all.
Jan 9 · 103
Star BG Jan 9








Jan 9 · 135
Smiles Speak
Star BG Jan 9
With meter wide I wear my smile
with teeth so pearly white.
as I do take deepen breath
I have miracles in sight.  

I bow with gratitude to sing
and move so wings take flight.
This day opens up with faith
as I now feel so right.

So I smile connect with all
we are grand mirror deep
It is time to hear Gods voice
that echoes of so sweet.

I bow with sun oh so bright
vibrations we all be
as we recall why we’re here
we than becomes so free.

Weather you carry a cane,
or dance inside young age.
Wisdom lurks within your heart.
as yes you be great sage.

For as we do move with trust
our hearts beat oh so fine.
We must realign with truth
we all are so divine.
Ravinder Kumar Soni inspired this with his great write. Many thanks.
Jan 8 · 88
It Is The Dream...
Star BG Jan 8
of every writer to allure the reader.
To take words and amalgamate them
into an offering that are like candy treats that cajole.
They don't bring weight to stomach only mind,
and expands ones consciousness divinely.

Written ditty at times becomes doorway
to emotions whereby brotherhood of eyes
get to spin in splendor.

Yes to entice a reader
is the best compliment one can get.

Hurray to the dream.
First poem of day. Inspired by Scriptedsilence.  Many thanks
Jan 8 · 100
Star BG Jan 8
When my home on street of HP
is quiet
not a street lamp poem to be seen
I take to the street
and write myself
hoping another light
to cast a poem shadow
will go on.
silly thought I scribed when in middle of night on HP site there were no poems to read on my Home of HP site.
Jan 7 · 316
Star BG Jan 7
When things are tough
and life seems like
an never ending challenge.
I ask for back up.
From... friends, my Guides, Higher Self,
and The Divine.

When things are difficult
and every minute gives little comfort.
I breathe deep and ask for help.
From...Mother Gia, Allies in Universal,
Family and my own Inner Wisdom.

When thing aren’t easy
and friends seem few.
I ask for help recalling
I am sacred, eternal, a gift and
carry the essence of love.
Second poem of day
Jan 7 · 72
Star BG Jan 7
I am a gift...
Consciousness wrapped in a body.
A blossoming flower
A sunsets radiance.
A starry night.

I am a gift...
Consciousness expanding in heartbeat.
A seed of The Divine.
A Sacred bird of creation.
A blessing deserving to fly.

I am a gift...
Consciousness I gift to humanity.
A mirror of my soul
A part of whole just like you.
A truth we now both know.
Jan 7 · 74
Word Power
Star BG Jan 7
Writing is liberating.
Each word part of my heartbeat.

It makes time stops.
And then, one must regroup
to get back to life's reality.

Scribing puts writer into a vortex
that carries one
into new visions, divinely.
It's window that when read
can provide views of understanding.

Writing is a companion
who allows you to
speak freely anytime.
It's a voice buried in words
that gets ignited as one connects.

Scribing are words that hug
in middle of night,
when one can't sleep.
It's fuel that drives thoughts
with no red lights.

Writing is therapy where
one finds no need to hire a therapist.
It's sentences that are like a telegram line
which is electrified by readers eyes.

Scribers are members of sacred club where
membership is free and lasts a lifetime.
It's a penman’s purpose,
that comes at any age.

Writing is thought or emotion
that rockets onto page
with destination... Ones heart.

And poetry sweet poetry
are words that move like blood cells.
Please cut me and watch me bleed.
Inspired by chat with peter Lim Many thanks
Jan 6 · 105
A Thousand Strokes
Star BG Jan 6
A thousand strokes of pain,
my heart does feel.
As moving on thy field of love I go.
A mind field it has come to be
as voice explodes in ears.

Slings and arrows they move swift
with heart to be the open mark.
It hits with power oh so strong.
Your words sting with goodbye.

How does such thing come to pass?
When in your heart I found a home.
Emotions rope to pull so tight,
and light I do not see.

Oh I must stand to face waves.
that hit upon my shore of heart.
The birds still sing a top the tree,
but ears they cannot hear.      

Our vessels shan't meet again,
as flag half mast begins to fly.
My sadness comes to mesh with wind,
while open waters lead.

And perhaps flesh boat shall sail
through sunsets bright again someday.
To find soul who does long for love
inside the sea of life.

Oh to float in beating waves
that calls you as the yacht you be  
You come in time that melts away.
I found a love at last.

Learn did I if cloud tears fall
to understand just what to do
We will yes coast to realign.
A rainbow we will form.

So cockboat of mine is pulled,
by thee to launch a thousand dreams.
And we shall play love songs all night
Our union it is sealed.
This write is so Not my normal write  First I wrote this
To retire or not that’s the question
Wether tis nobler to sling the arrows
of outrageous fortune...
No question no fortune neither way.
and then I exploded with this. The last paragraph came when I looked up different words for boat and found cockboat. It is indeed a real boat.
Jan 6 · 671
Star BG Jan 6
He is a quiet man,
but sure can move on dance floor.

He’s a simple man,
but is filled with grand wisdom.

He be a shy man,
so don't ask him to sing to a crowd.

He's a big talker not,
but his actions speak louder than words.

She is a quiet woman,
who appreciates simple things in life.

She’s a simple woman,
brought up the old fashioned way.

She be ashy woman,
preferring to stay at home rather than party.

She's not big talker,
but when she speaks people listen.

He is a quiet man,
but ***** in bed.

He’s a simple man,
who loves nature walks.

He be a shy man,
so plan no surprise party.

He's no big talker,
but sure can write a grand ditty.

HE believes in fairytales of love
SHE believes fairy tales of love
THEY are living happily ever after.
Inspired by Peter Lim. I value our connection
Jan 5 · 415
Compartments In Mind
Star BG Jan 5
In mental compartment of mind
a delicate balance must be found.
Boxes of memories are stacked
careful not to tip them
Careful to stack into their
color coded container.

Red for past pain
Blue for sadness that forsaken me
Green for money had lost and had again.
Purple for people who come and go.
Yellow for happy thoughts to fly in mind.
Orange for moments of change needing to accept.
Pink for memories of play with inner child.
Indigo for dreams seeded for future.

A mental compartment in mind, I carry.
And sometimes they tumble only for me
to re examine, cry,
and make a rainbow.
Inspired by Temporal Fugue-a fine poet
Jan 5 · 152
Penny Wisdom
Star BG Jan 5

A penny for your thoughts...Keep it clean.

A penny for your thoughts launches honesty.

If a penny buys one a wish, does that mean
five cents gets five wishes?

A penny went a long way in past but now not so much.

“Pennies add up fast so feed me. I’m hungry.”
A child's piggy bank whispered. Do adults hear?

Pennies fall from heaven with blessings but people
forget to open their heart wallets.

A penny saved is many a penny spent on another day.

Take penny in hand and offer it to a friend
so they receive the gift of a wish.

To offer your two cents is to give advice where one might not like it. So consider keeping your two cents to yourself.

There are no more penny candies
or penny post cards so very sad.

If pennies really fell from heaven than you best have an umbrella when you go out or at least open pocket

It takes a lot of work to stretch a penny
and these days it doesn't go far.

A person who is bad is no longer a bad penny. Now he’s a bad dollar...Inflation

There are no more penny loafers. They are a quarter loafer...Inflation continues.

When a parent names their child Penny, perhaps they are reminding them to be thrifty all their life.
Star BG Jan 5
Today is yesterdays dreams,
and tomorrows accomplishments.

Today is a yesterday wrapped in
present to opened so they become
tomorrows precious gifts.

Today is a whisper of the past just tweaked
with grand tomorrows.

Today is the day I write a masterpiece filled with yesterdays thoughts and tomorrows dreams.

Today is yesterdays sorrows wrapped in paper
gold that shines like sun to dry up tears making room for tomorrows with new wrappings.

Todays schedule is yesterdays thoughts, ready to expand into the tomorrows.

Yesterday don't leave home without it for it fuels tomorrows as todays motor revs.

Yesterday is infused in blood stream so heart beats with flow of aspirations today and riches for tomorrow.

Yesterday is culmination of tears and laughter
that unleash dam to float in more tears
but this time with a shinny dream boat.

One part Yesterday, and two parts today with table spoon of tomorrow makes a grand recipe for life.

Yesterday I recall mistakes well not to repeat in today so errors do not fill tomorrows.

Yesterday provides magical insights, so Today and tomorrow brings peace.

Yesterday becomes today and today becomes yesterday so... use it well.

Yesterday I planted a dream seed. It sprouted in today and grew tall inside tomorrows.

Tomorrow is todays yesterdays, so step lightly as not to mix them up.

Tomorrow will be the new today and is the first day of my life.

Tomorrow is today simmered in the sauce of life.

Tomorrow I will wake up inside today to live authentically inside peace.

Yesterday is today turned inside out so wisdom comes in tomorrow.

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow are houses of God so one is never homeless or alone.

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow is journeys gift to celebrate as if its Christmas.

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow are the chapters in our books of life. Write them well.
just playing with the words today tomorrow and yesterday
Jan 5 · 321
En-garde Fellow Poet
Star BG Jan 5
En-garde fellow poet
who stands with gold pen sword.
Raise thy weapon and duel with me
in bout with words.
My tool be sharp with potent prose.
sonneteer stand is ready to fight

Yes En-garde I say
for be know to slain one with a  mighty song.
And I am Known to gather crowds
who watch many a victory

Un-garde I echo with parry to cut thy thoughts.
With sabre pen sharp with ink red.
Perhaps than you shall bleed
as we will meet upon ground of page.

En--garde you who cast a shadow
of judgment with they eyes
For battle shall commence
on Fields a plenty
And I will win a sun for sure.
just playing with thoughts of fencing with a pen
Jan 4 · 1.4k
Beware Of Snakes (Redo)
Star BG Jan 4

FEAR is a species of poisonous snake
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  Deep breath to connect to heart.

DOUBT it is like a venomous snake.
its poison spreads quickly.

Antidote: Affirmations of self love everyday.

EGO is a snake that lies deep within
One bite and you spiral into endless chatter.

Antidote:  connecting to move inside heart.

HATE is a deadly snake that bites with fake news rhetoric
One bite and one is left with separation of fellow man

Antidote: spread the love in deeds and voice.


JUDGEMENT is a snake virulent with venom that burns.
One bite and it travels deep attacking good thoughts.

Antidote  Reprograming of mind to connect to God within.

inspired by Aprillia Many thanks
And with your read you get one free Haiku. To be read at your convenience

Venomous snake is
fear, doubt, Ego, Hate, judgments,
Antidote...the heart
Jan 4 · 223
Beware Of Snakes
Star BG Jan 4
Doubt it is like a venomous snake.
One bite and without self love attention  
you carry its poison

Other species is fear snake
that lives all parts of the world.
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  deep breath to connect to heart
Inspired by Aprilia thanks
Jan 2 · 117
As Death Does Come
Star BG Jan 2
And I shall be of substance now
for thee the flowers inside eyes.
When life ends to display its wrath,
the ground waits for to spout.

I shall kiss from dirt the time,
where people cease to walk in dark.
Where essence it still lives beyond,
the rustling of the trees.

I do bow in thought of leaves,
that for a time must die as me.
To crumble as flowers perish,
to reinvent new style.

Yes, in moment sadness comes,
to see great life fall to the ground.
But then I know the truth is told...
it will next season grow.

Cry I shan’t for death of plants
that all have their life span as me.
For yes we all are one in same
in grace of God's sweet song.
Inspired by Kieran dacey boylan’s
who posted poem The Death Of The Flowers by William Cullen Bryant---Thanks
Jan 2 · 106
Star BG Jan 2
I look for answers everywhere?
Sometimes they play hide and seek with me.

They come inside beating heart
and gentle wind in Autumn night.

Come inside a morning dove
that sings to escort sun.
And echoes of a babies giggle.

They resonate from the full moons glow
and diamond stars twinkling at night.

Come in the purr of a family pet or
orchestration from a conductors barton.

They come in a meditative stance
or prayer that moves through candle to God’s ears.

Yes answers hide every place.
And I shall never stop looking.
Inspired by Ben Noah Suri.  Thanks
Jan 1 · 119
Star BG Jan 1
And I shall board my train of thoughts,
taking seat to observe grand visions
from eye windows.

I sit with deep breath
feeling the breeze that hugs,
as moment by moment heart expands.

Poetic visions are everywhere
inviting me to align
to its magnificence.

Verse is infused in passing birds
that cover view framed by clouds,
mountain peeks that reach high to touch sun.

In music that plays
while flowered meadows blossom,
stars twinkle to ignite consciousness.

Even in a thunderous sky
that releases rain to fill eyes
houses that mosaic the landscape daintily.

Lifetime ticket I hold,
as train waits at station of mind
to leave at any time.

“All aboard,” whistle echoes
between ears that open wide.
“All aboard,” conductor writer guide shouts
while everyday provides adventure
and every ride becomes new poetic masterpiece.

It is a train I love to board,

As window displays mirror of my life.
As pen gets readied and time flies past the moon.
Inspired by Cat. Thanks  First poem of the new year
Dec 2019 · 103
Star BG Dec 2019
My writer guide speaks now through me,
to launch my verse, that whispers sweet.
Words dance as they fly toward a page
to anoint future eyes.

I will echo gratitude,
when poem does end and time has flown.
I’ll post it on a site, HP
that calls both night and day.

Perhaps in time some likes shall come
with goal to reach 1000 hearts.
And with a prayer I just may find
it trend to make me smile.

Oh Reader please open your heart
to know in truth you are divine.
Let your sweet love guide as you find,
born is a poem so fine.
Just exercising heart with my new writer guide and out this came.  Thanks all for reading.
Dec 2019 · 115
Hello Sweet Dawn
Star BG Dec 2019
At drawn in breath I hear a voice.
A song that whispers inside wind.
It echoes oh so lite and crisp,
awakening sweet love.

I walk in song as music plays,
to guide me as I smile and bow.
The moment it does melt away,
as God and I do dance.

We celebrate inside the sun,
that rises after night does leave.
And I will bow inside your hands,
that shelters in the rain.

I do not wander far from view,
that comes as I do play in dreams.
I know that dark I will release,
as freedom knocks at door.    

The love from spirit is so strong,
that enters as I move in life.
My heart it beats with gratitude,
as I now know God’s truth.

Yes I shall be content to walk,
and feel emotions that do cleanse.
I take great comfort in my day.  
I do not walk alone.

Oh as I take ease inside heart
wisdom does march upon my mind.
It anchors in my sight to feel,
the blessings in the wind.

Within sweet love I’ll fly graceful,  
to understand I am a gift.
And play rhythms of heart I will
to honor honeyed life.  

And within voice that cheers me on
I’ll conquer all my fears this day.
For now my purpose comes so clear
my fate to aid is sealed.
Inspired by Wekiya Brian Cyrus
I think I have a new writer guide. :)
Dec 2019 · 85
Star BG Dec 2019
Dreams, oh dreams!
Won’t you come out and play,
as wind whispers with gentle hug.

Peek-a-boo, I feel you near
ready to jump out gracefully.

Dreams, Oh Dreams!
Won’t you come to explore new horizons,
for I’ve carried you on back forever.

Peek-a-boo, I’ll catch you
with my determination and fortitude.

Dreams, oh dreams!
Won’t you bloom its harvest time
and I’m the farmer ready for crop.

Peek-a boo, I see you on ledge of heart.
vibrating unlimited possibilities.

Dreams, oh dreams!
Won’t you expand into reality
for I have an abundance of you
making me a millionaire.

Ally Ally Oxen Free!
Your caught.
Just a thought.
Dec 2019 · 218
Star BG Dec 2019
Good morning day, I whisper
focusing on the good of life.

I say good morning like prayer
launching a good outcome into reality.  

I Proclaim the good inside
good afternoon and good evening
as I etch positive thoughts  into matrex of moment.

And Good night I echo,
for it's the whipped cream
digested in a dream
before it starts again.
Inspired by Ashley Kocher  Many Thanks
Dec 2019 · 72
TV Watching
Star BG Dec 2019
Walking away from watching TV,
I realize what a waist of time it is.

A waste of eyesight that steals abilities to think.
That becomes drug to manipulate masses
as false news is believed and commercials insult.

Moments get throw away into a box that
plays over and over the same jargon so brain gets numbed.

One misspend glance kidnaps beginning process to brainwashing.
To convince the buying of items
that can never satisfy the need for happiness.

TV's truly a tool used to disable
the common man. A thing in the wrong hands that
has become something the human race needs not.

Watching the box has potential but has been lost to
the wealthy that care nothing for humanity.

Excuses to unwind plagues urging use,
so before one knows it they are victim.

I’ve become a victim... A casualty of the times for a while now but  through determination my independence I declare
to rid self of disease.

*Time go outside and see natures screen of beauty.
We all deserve freedom.

Let's take back our power and use out time wisely.
Just a thought when I realized how much time I waisted watching the TV yesterday. I understand why they call it an idiot box.
I am part of the community to rid the world of senseless tv and reestablish
a new modality where TV serves rather than hinders the spirit.
Dec 2019 · 63
On Christmas
Star BG Dec 2019
My wings I spread this day.
A day to pause and reflect
My own power.
With gifts grand.
Harboring confidence.
Breathing light
Being fearless
Holding compassion.
echoing forgiveness.
aligning with soul
Connecting to Divine

The result
dancing in dreams
having abundance.
feeling oneness
starting anew.
Just a thought on this day

God loves me even when I don't believe in the Divine. But it sure feels good when you do. :)
Dec 2019 · 57
This Day
Star BG Dec 2019
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.
and peace
Dec 2019 · 73
Writing Bug (Part two)
Star BG Dec 2019
Ink is the heroine and pen the needle that moves guided by my fever. The ink pulsates within transmuting into words and phrases. My heart expands racing with visions. The side effect... a written poem that perhaps will give some peace. Peace from my addiction to live before it starts all over again. It is an addiction many a poet had to fight over centuries. Their lesson let it flow let it grow.
I wrote this in response to Suzanne Berlinsky response to my other poem Writing Bug (part one)  Thanks
Dec 2019 · 62
God's Love
Star BG Dec 2019
Gods love is in every sunrise
and sunset.
Every blooming flower, mountain scene
and babies laugh.

God’s love is in every echoing bird
and moment that unfolds.
Every deepen breath, lovers eyes
and butterfly wing.

God’s in every persons heartbeat
and gentle breeze.
Every fish that swims, animal that lives
and precious hug.

God’s love is in everything
LOVE can’t leave home without it.
I wish you are great Holiday whatever you celebrate
inside love for we all are living examples of the Divine
meant to wake up and live in peace forgiveness compassion abundance and joy.
Dec 2019 · 76
Star BG Dec 2019
May we open our hearts
and share love.
recall who we really are
and celebrate ourselves and others.

May we watch a candle in heart burn
knowing it can never let it go out.
Extend our consciousness in include
Be a vessel docking at a harbor of peace.

May we awaken to move as avatars of light.
Forgive others to integrate the dark with the light.
See the beauty around us.

May we breath deep to hear our inner guidance.
Feel the warmth of Gods love inside every moment.
See The Divine in everything to smile.

May we sing inside our hearts.
Be a living example of love every day.
Hold onto our dreams knowing
all are blessed this holiday season.

May we all raise our glasses a new year filled with new beginnings grand.
Take the time to align with your own magnificence
Say Happy New Year to every person we meet.
Dec 2019 · 81
Writing Bug
Star BG Dec 2019
The newspapers say the poetry bug is spreading. It started from a stain of HP. No cure available. It starts by going into the eyes and than a tingle starts in fingers. Breath gets heavy with anticipation and Heartbeat races until it is calmed by a write. If it persists just have a cup of tea and accept it.
Just being silly when I can't sleep
Dec 2019 · 76
Star BG Dec 2019
Oh ego mind, how do I train you?
I ask with deep breath.
For you have run rampant in mind for too long.

I must stand with sword of compassion.
With determination if heart is to win.
If I'm to find peace without judgements,
fears, or doubts.

Oh ego mind I have now awaken,
and you... You don't stand a chance.
I saw a dog training you tube and this came. LOL
Dec 2019 · 100
Star BG Dec 2019
FAITH is a seed
within all and when watered blossoms into
an amazing flower of opportunities.
Fear on the other hand is a flower not.
Just a wilting leaf destined for the garbage heap.

GRATITUDE is a seed
behind a song that echoes Hallelujah. Sing it loudly and it expands within to bring harmony.
Negativity the contrary brings lack.

LOVE is a seed
in everyones heart. Nurture it, water it with sun of thoughts and a beautiful candle emerges. One that can never go out.
Hate on the other hand is a dark tunnel that blocks freedom.

Choose Faith Love and gratitude.
Than a mountain in life one can move.
inspired by Stu Harley  Many Thanks
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