Star studded landscape,
ready to be rocked to sleep
fades in bed of sky,
as sun’s hues vibrate unseen.  

Golden Moon high
slowly bleaches away in
hazy veil of clouds.

Sounds of wind whisper
as breath merges
and eyes slowly open
in hour where birds
haven’t awakened.

New day approaches
as purple tangerine sky
awakes senses
for self to merge in moment.

Moment where
quiet revels bright new sun
to welcome in day
with a serenade of life’s sounds.

Like my poem,
and I will bow
to your greatness
inside walls of home.

Love my poem,
and I celebrate you
with warm praise
lighting a candle.

Say some words for poem
and I'll be grateful  
as I dance
with hearts song.

Read my poem
responding not
and I am still happy
to share my wandering mind
With who ever knocks on
My poets door.

Compassion for others and self
is the wisdom wrapped in words that whisper when eyes are open to its stream of truth.

There is nothing in the way,
when self aligns with light.
With the greatness of soul's song.

There is nothing in the way,
when one stands in human form
awake to all they are as divine.

There is nothing in the way,
when one can quiet the ego mind
and align with the wisdom of heart.

There is nothing in the way
inside of love,
sweet love.

Release the darkness within self by shinning a focused breath. Allow breath to open cells with your thoughts to finally release that which doesn't serve. Do that and you change the conscious grid of earth and help yourself.


Affirmation:   Today, I will live and release old mind darkness to align and thus change me and the world.


StarBG © 2017

Feed the love
dipping the breath
into air as if chocolate.
Feed the love,
watering heart with aspirations
as if their roses.
Feed the love,
wih footsteps of dance
cause you are love.
Then...watch it grow.

Everyday should be opened up like a present for ALL to celebrate.
And, to realize that every day
is a birthday.

A day where one births
new experiences, and gathers wisdom
A day to expand
and celebrate the self.

It feels grand with rolling breath
and dancing steps.
It feels divine with moment that releases peace and harmony.

Try it
You'll like it.

Two sharks were swimming in the sea.
One said. “Boy, I hope we have a special treat
of some humans to munch on today.”

The other one replied.
“Yes I would love a human popsicle
cause the undercurrents are sure carrying some arctic waves."

The first one added. “Yeah that would be great
but lets stay away from the West coast
I hear the circus is in town
and you know... clowns taste funny.

We are all moving
across a rainbow bridge
on our journeys.
BUT, sometimes
we have to go through
sections of dark clouds,
whereby we have the opportunity
to face our shadows
and invite steps
of great colors
to appear.

Tap into the heart place.
The place where all is well
in all situations.
Where it’s safe to roam
reconnect with source.

Tap into the heart place
The place where
self can hear
their grand signature song.
Where riches of dreams
are stored for all
to be sub creators.

Tap into the heart place
The place where guidance flows
to dance the dance of life.
Where veil of forgetting disintegrates
and all thats left is love.

Tap into the heart place.
The place where one can be home
and peaceful.
Where all recalls their divinity
to unleash the soul and fly.


StarBG © 2017

On a sleepless highway I walked
eyes wide awake
mind drifting wishing to sleep.

The highway brought me to a computer screen
begging for dancing words
to the tap dance song of fingers.

And so I wrote
scribing a dream fantasy
of palm trees near winded sea.
of birds in graceful flight
of shells calling my name
A place perhaps I’ll dream of
if I ever get to sleep.

I am a riddle sometimes
the rhyme of a heartbeat.
I am a tale of more than two
cities traveled.
I have gone
to never never land
and returned
filled with stories grand.
I am a mystery
where intrigue fills veins.
I am a ticking soul
that knows no limits
on highways of verse.
I am the I am
a poet
who's blood is ink
and dreams visions.

Oh to dance in the stars.
To orchestrate floating in
attunement with celestial bodies.  

Stars whisper in vibrations splendid
Planets call inviting a visit.
God embraces as light caress
with sparks of creation to settle within.

Home in the heart of life
I shall stay.
Forever grateful, and blessed.

My poetry bag is full.
Full of great words.
Words and phases.
Verses and lines.

They turn into saga's
into visions grand
Seeds to plant on fields of mind.

My poetry bag is filled.
Overflowing with Comas
Comas and periods.
Exclamation points and caps.

They become music for reader
inside a eyes window.
A window only one can clean
with an intended breath.

On the battle ground of the heart,
all wars between ego mind
and hearts truths will be fought.
The heart always the winner.

I want my poems to ring out
with melodies to travel into ears
coating canals.

I want my words to travel to pulsating
membranes of heart
ready to open.

I want my rhythms to echo
from cell to cell expanding the mind
to  spark a smile.

I want to play my gentle lyrics
as if a harp that encourages people
to see the mirror of The Divine they carry.

I want my poetic language of verse
to take off flying from line to line
so reader can feel peace within.

I want to paint with words that transmute
into visions to dance behind eyes lens.

I want to touch move and inspire
so those that read could celebrate
their greatness so all unite
inside of love, peace, and compassion.

I want my
writings to change the world
one reader at a time.

Your electrifying heartbeat touches mine
causing an instant attraction.
A gentle tickle of breath
putting instincts into motion.

Hand reaches cross valleys
and mountains of cellular majesty
as your smile invites exploration.

I like how our senses merge
and telepathy communication is launched.
How your muscles melt, as lungs rise gracefully
and time stops.

And than the kiss...
I love the connection of lips to lips
and tongue to tongue
that brings yet another gentle charge.

Oh to float, in a sea of ******* pleasures
that commemorates human existence.
Oh to fall asleep, in each others arms
after flesh intertwines.
Oh to celebrate, oneness once again
inside dreams.

A person attempts to speak
perhaps from a child
a lover, a friend.

They speak hearing a “aha”
or nod given without deviating
from their focus.

Response...
No!!!
Listen with your whole face.
With the ears born with.
Your intention to relate.
Your eyes to match mine.

Put DOWN the cell phone.
CLOSE the lab top.

A person deserves your
respect.
And interaction fulfills a soul.

A sign on a door read
“Wise Monk
Clarity given to all questions.”

I read sign slowly, as my questions surfaced in mind.
On entering room, a monk on a large pillow sat with small mirror

I could feel the energy of unconditional love surround me.

“Come, stand before me, dear one.” He said, with warm smile.
“I see you. Do you see me?”
“YES.” I answered strongly,
as I began to ask my question about life.

He looked at me, with his endearing smile again,
that traveled right into heart.
“Well than, I see you, do you?” He asked,
holding mirror up to my face.

"YES," I answered, sitting beside him.
“Listen sweet one, when you look inside your own eyes,
you should see the reflection of me.
For I am you and you are me.
Therefore, all the answers lie within you,
as YOU are the master of your life.

We both smiled, while I began to digest his words.

And as we drank inside joined breath,
the Monk rose, whispering in my ear.

"I gift you with affirmation to recite daily.
It will shift your mind
to walk in the power of your heart."
With a bow, he spoke the precious words. “I AM the I AM.”

I left content to find my way,
anointed with truth that all answers flowed within.

I took a ride on a third dimensional earth vessel.
pivoting around in footsteps of ground.

It took me into a state of forgetting to reinvent self
and find my inner light.

It took me on a journey to expand on a planet
of a young race where sleeping was the norm.

Exposure to the elements of sadness and separation
bombarded my being.
Vibrations of lack, fear, and doubt,
penetrated my thoughts
adding to a confused mind where ego took control.

Until I broke free
Free to recall who I am as I road an elevator of the fifth dimension.

Free to live inside love, compassion, and bliss.

Free to reacquaint self with higher self.

Ask yourself
Have you MYHS today
(met your higher self)

If your reading this. It is time.

I am a living breathing being
on journey.
Air cool to face
breath merging with moment
sky tickling eyes.

My soul awakes,
as energies touches heart.
Feet move gracefully.
Eyes open wide.
Colors become vibrate.

I am a living expanding being,
on journey.
Stars speak with grace.
Light integrates with dark.
Gifts align to explore.

My soul sings
as light carries wisdom.
Ears ring with song.
Body tingles energizing.
Feelings explode within.

I now know all things
trees, rocks, animals,
people, even weeds
are on journey
having story to tell.

Time to open hearts champaign
with breath of life.
Time to celebrate
every moment connected
with all in unity and love.

Oh to be a poet.
To feel the wave of pen
brushing against shore of page.

To breath in the grand energies
of birds that tickle senses.

Oh to tap into the grid of visions
infused in shells melodies
and waves of love.

To play in tides of phases
to transmute them into
peaks of prose grand.

Oh to be a poet
and celebrate the experience
of a creative soul.

I believe in the voice.
The voice that comes
with a deep breath,
and connection to the heart.

I believe in the voice.
The voice inside a birds song.
and gentle wind
that speaks from Mother Earth.

I believe in the voice
The voive that echoes
with angels wisdom,
and the The Divine.
The force that is within/without.

I believe in the voice
The voice that vibrates
my thoughts
that brings me peace.

Drifting delicately with song of heart
inside breath
mind grabs silence gracefully.

Visions rise,
as form is carried
touching cloud-like mountain tops.

Senses perk and worries fade,
as deeper I dive into a
dreamscape reality,

Universal gateway opens,
as my ethereal wings expand
to catch the wind.

Music plays
as spirals of light penetrate,
with voices echoing
let go, let God.

Perfect time
for self to rondevu with angels
to feel love waves bathing my aura,
as slowly,
I come out of a grand comatose vision.

As aura is now cleansed
to walk in a day,
adorned with blessings.

Get up,
LOVE.

Go out,
LOVE.

Come home,
LOVE.

Dream
LOVE
Repeat for grand life.

With a positive thought positive energies flow and when positive thoughts flow dreams are answered.

A wondrous story
of triumph inside life is expanding
as my consciousness awakes.

The journey of loneliness
now dissipates.
Vibrations of doubt and insecurities
are released for freedom.
All programs of fear from the elites agenda melts away.

Light integrates empowering body for peace.
Heart opens to sing,
as Mother Gia harmonic song echoes.
The strength of the collective human heart is unstoppable.
And so am I,
so are YOU.

I am a space walker moving on earth, celebrating for my soul.
I am an alien in foreign land,
healing and growing.
I am a light worker with mission to aid.
I am a space walker
divine, deserving, and grateful.

Grateful to be vibrating the energies of love for humanity.

Serens do shine across the sky,
that cascades in a swirling light.
The darkness opens up a view,
that centers in third eye.

Night casts off in quietude,
to gaze up while wind gently purrs.
The moment hugs and here I stand
with star sisters that sing.

Oh to sip the bubbly brew,
that tickles on the tongue and breath.
A drink or two it never hurts,
when dark covers the light.

Soon the landscape whispers grand,
to escort me to go to sleep.
And dream I will inside this night
before sun princess calls.

When the ball of fire shines,
across horizon than I wake.
And recall where I traveled to
as prose does birth my hands.

is short and sweet
releasing inner workings of mind.
BUT I must confess
I have illness. I am a
HippopotomonstrosesquiPedaliophobic
no worries my poetry is not effected.

I woke up with my mind confussled. Where was I? Did I just purchase a harmonica the size of a kitchen table? If so where was it? Looking around the sun rose gallantly. And as I brushed off night from my subconscious mind, I realized I was dreaming but still I wished I had a harmonica.
Oh Well... time to search the internet.

It would've been different
and you could have journeyed with my love as compass...

We would celebrate life inside love below a sunrise.
Drink coffee so we would stay awake all night to play with our essences.

We would writeour own hearts story with grand harmonies.
Hold hands
in a locked grip of love forever

We would have built bridges in the stars with love so we could dance
disintegrating time.

Instead we connect on bridge
from the other side
where death has no boundaries
and my love for you lingers.

LIVE LOVE
to change your moment into the miracle it is.

Into the gift that unfolds with every breath.
That vibrates in steps as you dance..
That aligns one with their dreams.

LIVE LOVE its the way we are meant to be.
It's the essence of our soul.

Rain Rain go away
The Playground is a ghost town
who’s for dominoes

want to play twister
let us play marbles
who’s for checker game?
How bout duck duck goose.

Rain Rain go away
Jack and jill want outside play
Their fate isn’t to fall.

I am a seamstress poet,
taking my needle-like pen
to thread words.

I do them with golden yarn,
stitching carefully for reader
to wear in their minds.

One stitch may be a quote.
Another a verse to encourage.
Yet another stitch could be a ditty
to bring laugher to surface.

Some stitches are laced
with darker thread
to integrate challenging textures
representing life.

Before long a garment
in shape of poem is done.

Done for eyes to take off
from hanger of prose.
One size fits all.

StarBG © 2017

In the shade of a tree that captured wind to give me hug I smiled with deep breath.

OUTCOME: WE BOTH ECHOED GRATITUDE FOR EACH OTHER.


Under the shade of Mother Natures gift
I sat, resinating with birds song for peace.

OUTCOME: WE DID A DUET

beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
  Beauty in the eye of ones little marble
that glows from sun of heart.

It's crystal circle pulsates to another.
It’s that other that radiates back
their inner beauty.
Thusly, beauty jells and is set
for the eye of the beholder
to see a true love.

I with visions sit,
perched before tablet.
Wings expand infused with words
and fly with poetry gracefully.
Inspiration comes in delicate wind
and sun's rays.
Poetry sets me free.

In a flash of a thought
a poem can fly into head like jet.
Or gently come with breeze
of lovers smile.

Sometimes a poem is hidden
under layers of memories,
like sheets from a private interlude.

Other times a poem,
is woven with emotions
where tears become ink
scripted into page
A lenses eyes
can snap a moment in time
destined for written phase.

A poem is a magnet for a pen,
and a pen the magnet for the mind.
A splendid team.

I shall ride the night light through the stars
into the galaxy where love pulsates
Where time stops,
and vibrations of spinning planets sing.

I shall ride the evening glow of moon
that becomes fuel for a journey
with my galactic friends
to celebrate life.

What a fabulous trip it is.
One filled with grateful as celestial harmony meets soul
and I dance with dreams in the galaxy of love.