I write,
to purge my soul
weather eyes read it,
or ears hear.

I write,
with a driven passion/obsession
from where I don’t know.

I write,
grazing like animal
upon a milky white field.

I write
anointing page with words
that whisper, echo, scream, cry,
light, and dance.

I write,
as time fleets away
and treasures emerge.

I write,
as a sage
whose heart beats
in rhythms of a song.

RAIN
The gift that cleanses and feeds the thirst of plants, animals, and people.

RAIN
infused Love particles
dropped from skies divine clouds.

RAIN
the vibration of song that makes
young and old want to dance.

RAIN
a word that brings a rainbow,
the sign of endless abundance.

And as I slept,
a beanstalk grew
right outside window.
Its tap on pane
whispered with wind awakening me.
With surprise. I rose gazing upward.
“Does a giant live up there?” I wondered.
Like wings my feet took hold.
Body moving in acrobatic style like monkey.
Higher I traveled till up top I reached
Until I could see a giant big and powerful
loving and beautiful
The giant was self
The stalk my journey.
And than I awoke

I whispered to sun.
“Won’t you come out and play with me.
as I gracefully dance below your rays of light.”
The sun smiled answering divinely,
as it played peek a boo with clouds.

I whispered to moon.
“Won’t you come and play with me,
as I delicately sing sparking
like another star in your robe of diamonds.”
The moon smiled answering with light,
as it played vibrating strong in night sky.

I whispered to my dreams.
“Won’t you come and play with me,
as I may celebrate life with gratitude.”
The heart answered in rhythmic song,
as I felt a blanket of miracles emerge.

Inspiration
you fill my mind with visions
and eyes with scenes.
You fill my pen with action
of dancing words.
A playground for a writer to scribe
And reader perhaps to dream.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of cells.
See millions of leaves.
Have millions of breaths.
Claim millions of steps.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of lifetimes.
See millions of stars.
Have millions of heartbeats.
Claim millions of opportunities.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of creative words
Seen millions of sunrises.
Have millions of dreams.
Claim millions of sisters and brothers.

and RICH... so are you.

With speed from dragon wings I glide,
catching a breeze aligning with self.

Spiraling air combusts into atmosphere.
Clouds separate to make way for divine form.

I'm all powerful,
as breath expands heart to move gracefully.
As expanded self celebrates the moment.

A moment where I can shape-shift
into anything my heart desires.

All religions are like one river
running into God. It flows from God's sparkling crescents that rises into the sacred place of the heart.

Waves meander
with love energies
circling to hug with light.
They spiral with power
to annoint all
with the gift of life.
They surface moving divinely
with song orchestrated
to guide the divine self.

The flowing water crystals
of Gods word center
in breath,
in moments
with focus as one maneuvers
their human vessel.

There is one God who welcomes
all names and all humanity.

Difficult to sleep
Pills I do not like to take.
Guess I'll watch the moon.

Forecast cloudy with rain
I carried through me
for too long.
I was trapped
in the mine pattern
of second-guessing.

But then the sun shined
  rays of wisdom,
teaching me the power
of my own thoughts.

My consciousness shifted
sun in heart shined evermore
with wind carrying Birdsong.
And sweet dream melodies
playing strong.

You cannot cut me any longer
with your knife of words.
and critical slogans that have no power.

You can not cut into precious form
with lies
attempting to slice into my divineness
with blade dark.

Once when shield was down t
hey penetrated
making tears of an ocean.
Once they disabled me
as I believed the false jargon
you spewed with fire.

Now I have my shield held high
made of every cell of who I am.

Now I walk head up celebrating all of me
able to fight off any negativity  
aimed to bring me down.

Now I am free to live as I’m meant to
empowered, free,  and
a warrior of love
for all including self.


StarBG © 2017

TODAY I shall Imagine I am a tube for money.
I will allow it to flow in your minds eye,
aligning with its energy believing it is here.

So Be it. And So it is.

My Mother is in the matrex- NOT I,
as she looks at me with judgement
when I buy organic and say
our food is poisoned.

My Brother is in matrex, NOT I,
as he looks at me strangely
when I speak of group now here
working to help humanity.

My sister is in the matrex - NOT I,
as she looks at me strangely
when I live out of the box
by not giving away my life to a job.

My cousin is in the matrex - NOT I,
as he looks at me with judgement
when I know our news media
has been compromised with lies
and I choose alternative news.

My X-husband is in matrex - NOT I,
as he looks at me strangely
when I declare that people in government, religion,
movie industry and big business
will be accountable for their crimes
against humanity.  

Half the world is in the matrex -NOT I
as they look at me with judgement
when I sometimes try to share what I know
to those who are not ready to awake.

I am NIOT in the matrex and love being so.
ARE YOU reader, who is hidden
behind my lines ready?

Peek-a-boo time to choose to wake or not?
The red pill waits.

What makes my heart sing?

A sunset that rises in beauty.
and child’s laughter.

A compliment given by friend,
and mountain scene.

A summer nights breeze,
and an animal lick of unconditional love.

A night sky so glorious,
and dancing feet that move free.

An alignment with gratitude,
and endless list I hold close to heart,
as love pulsations I released.

What makes YOUR hearts sing
oh great writers from HP
who walk with cane of pen?

Words pass through the tunnel of mind merging, spinning, expanding,
as thoughts tweak them.
As breath
becomes powerful fuel to launch pen.
Words are glued with punctuation  
and intent to get a vision across.
And as for inspiration...
that is the wedding band
worn between two creative souls.

Dear Cupid,
your bow hit its mark not for another but for me to love myself.
And for that I thank you.

Dear Cupid,
your bow hit me not for a mate
but to love Mother Gia as I do.
And I thank you.

Dear Cupid,
Your bow made its mark
not for a lover but to love life.
And for that I thank you.

Maybe the forth time
will be the charm to find me a mate.
So I shall thank you
in-advance.

Poetry a navigational tool
to get through ups and downs of life.
The sunset that shine to fire up the sky.
The loss love that stabs the heart
The sounds of a laughing child.
The fear that comes when panic attacks strike.

Poetry a navigational tool-like microphone
to awaken minds who are asleep.
The children who stand in dark abused.
The light-workers who are here to aid.
The hungry, poor and war torn countries
needing exposure.
The love present inside Mother Earths song.

Poetry the gift that sings out
to all who gather.

Kissing my journey      
with words of gratitude
I dance,
spiraling, turning, celebrating,
life experiences.

At end of day
I kiss
the human vessel
that aids my walk.

I kiss my feet for its movement.
Hands for holding.
Arms for reaching
Fingers for typing.

I kiss my heart that beats.
Eyes that see beauty.
Lungs that caresses breath.
Hair weaving with wind.

I kiss my knees that hold me.
Head that expands.
Hips that sway.
Cells that travel.

I kiss with gratitudes voice
all parts
and The Divine
for the
blessings of each day and the gifts I have.

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

I cultivate,
my wounds to transmute them
into a precious flower
tall and divine.

I tend to,
my sprouting experiences
to expand and blossom.

I catch,
the thunderous arrows
thrown at me
to forge them into shinning
steel monument of love.

I gather,
raindrops from eyes and turn it into gratitude pools
.
I cultivate and create
a responsible self strong
for everything I've been through.

I am blessed.

Sing sing I do
like birds,
as time expands
spiraling inside mind.

Sing, sing I will
with dreams,
as time disapates
and birds sing.

Sing sing I must
with power,
as heart opens
and birds fly.

We are at the healm of our sacred voyage. The captain, who steers human vessel through calm and rough waters.
The one that rides the waves
with dignity, compassion, and love.
Before we hit seas of the universe on trip to die and be reborn.

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.

With eyes closed
inside breath,
I travel to a special place.

A land,
where water sparkles,
and boats drift gently.

Where light from sun
catches colorful wavelets,
and little whispers in wind
dance in golden hair.

A place,
that holds light energies
as songs of love
from harp playing leaves
revolve inside a dream.

Where birds gather to be fed
by two sets of loving hands
and river flows gracefully
with waves of ******* pleasures.

A place that two lovers go
where a hug becomes a long embrace
and promises are shared forever.

Where land started with a thought
becoming reality as two fell in love
in the heartlands of a peaceful beat.

Drifting in fluid of life,
I lie in a dream state.
Kick one, kick two dance
to heart ensues.

Liquid nourishment flavored with love flows.
Moments of muffled sounds echo.

Until, outside sun calls
and I must leave human cave
to venture into world.
No more to drink from womb of life.

My heart is enchanted
by its own beating song.
By the orchestration
of musical charm
filled with love.

My heart is enchanted
with the vibration
of cell's cheering on organs
to feel the magical moment.

My heart is enchanted
as I move in footsteps
greeting all
with their hearts
golden melodies.

My heart is enchanted
filled with
energies of gratitude,
as I feel oneness being
my own
bandleader of dreams.

Inside an eternity of light energies, I wander.
My soul, my vessel, my stature,
becoming grounded in the shape of human body.
Sometimes inner heart cells are closed,
blocking the universal light
so I heal and feel pain.
Other times my inner self receives
a bombardment of vibrations
that make me want to fly.
All in a lifetime I have chosen
All for the purpose
of playing in the
experimental playground of Earth.

Its lusts sweet drug
under sheets aching for a warm heart
that feeds the addiction.

Feverous passions
lights up darken night
when breath aligns with another.

Temperatures rise
in moments that cause instincts
to take control.

Its loves sweet drug
that gives moments of serenity
a chance to anchor.

And the drug that I shall be addicted to forever

When one lives iin the heart they are never LOST for inside the heart lives a never ending pool of love.

Only in the head one can judge that they're lost.

I leave a piece of self with smile
and gentle dance inside day

I leave a piece as I move gracefully with soul,
carving a creative moment in life.

I leave a piece of self from music of heart,
allowing love to gift inside my aura.

I leave a piece of me in a moment
as I sing with Meraki voice and gentle heart.

Inside tea cup of breath, I drink.
Inhaling the wisdom
that’s been percolating.

My tea is
Chock full of affirmations:
I love myself and day.
I am precious.
I have abundance.

Chock full of light thoughts.
I feel empowered.
Dreams are at forefront.
I am love, and loved.

Chock full of compassion.
Everyone is deserving.
All are my sisters and brothers.
Love is the answer.

I ingest the vibrations
of invisible hues of light
feeling grateful.

Grateful,
my tea cup is always full
with molecules for freedom.

WHAT
        IS
              BREWING
                                        IN YOUR
                                                 CUP?

If its negative,
change the brand of thought.

If its full of fear, Change the label.

If its full of doubt, change the imprint.

If it doesn't have the flavor of love.
chance it for it’s useless  

To no avail because its spoiled
and will only soil your life.

Drink up twice a day.
Its just what the Goddess ordered.

Its a cold November day.
My shorts are far away.
Winter is coming to play.
In its great white way.

Its a cold November night.
Stars are shinning bright.
I see a bright full moon.
It makes me want to croon.

I shall wrap you in a bed of my love,
with sweet sweet rose petals
surrounding your form.

I will caress you with every heartbeat
and song that plays gracefully.
You are the king of roses
and I your queen.
You are the jewel sparkling
that I clasp on golden band.

In sleep I shall lie feeling freedom
as we join our souls
in many a dreamscape reality.
A reality where sun shines,
as winds of love spiral
and our essences bond.

And there we shall move
stopping time
in ocean waves from our hearts.
When morning comes,
I will feel wrapped in
the sunlight of our love.

A love that will never die.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who move upon snowy white fields
to plant footsteps of jargon that
implant visions into a readers mind.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who are moving through obstacles
by etching into lines feelings that will help heal
themselves and others.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who answer the call of a writers heart
to post on this site.
Bless you all.

Fear, worrying, doubt are energized thoughts
that use imagination to bring into reality
that which you don’t want.

A day in my life unfolds.
Breaking bright sun illuminates,
Causing heart to sing.
Daisies of Summer open gracefully,
energizing visions to make me smile,
finding love inside
Gratitude.
Heart filled steps
Infuse energies that dance within.
Jewel like leaves sparkle.
Kittens cuddle with a purr for ears.
Love tickles all senses,
Making me feel alive.
No mind pattens to block.
Only peace moves inside self.  
Playing to center in moment while  
Quest to find joy is found.
Sunlight tickles,
To the moments
Unanswered questions,
Vanish as wisdom is revealed.
Wholeness is felt within an
X ray telescope of eyes for clarity  
Yearning to reach in oneness as on
Zabuton I sit whispering a song inside love.