Putting mind in first gear,
I  prance and romance
moment.

Senses heighten
spiraling into breath.
Eyes focus,
as light integrates dark of night.

Dancing steps
grace my steady pace,
Gentle of voice mergers
with precious birds.


New baby day emerges
as if I be chick hatched
from fertile egg.

An egg born of universe.
Born to sing song of gratitude.

As breath I took
upon field of daffodils
my soul a-bloomed.
expanding into
a heartbeat tune.

Rhythms exploded in chest
in moment, in air
as footsteps
made way for memories.

Time melted away
as self gave way
to a new consciousness
as season purged the last
making way for Spring.

Glory be I to awaken
and anchor on Gia’s soil.
The place where my essence
flowers in harmony.

where dreams vanish
in minds unaccomplished by many.
And echoing
ghost of ego drowns me out
in breath,
I move with sword in hand.
I step with determination.
I dance with rythems of heart.
I speak in love vibrations.

At a time where I control future
with thoughts dreams blossom,
and freedom is mine.

Being on earth is a carousel ride
that goes up-and-down,
North, South, East, and West.
Payment for such ride is gratitude.

The carousel conductor starts ride
with my breath that aligns in moment.

I am galloping on a rainbow horse,
up a grand mountainside.
Blossoming trees on either side.
Wind blowing hair with gentle energies.
An occasional shower
with darken clouds pass quickly.

Freedom is mine,
as love infused music plays.
It's the music of my heart.

I will chant poetic words in gratitude,
like waves inside my voice.
They’ll ride the air like a vessel,
trying to port in a readers eyes.

I shall chant poetic verse for World Peace
sending it out as a psalm.
They will move as if tickling page,
so others gather in its field of type.

I will chant kissing the moment in song.
Giving wings to words to birth smile.
They will travel to one and all
with no cost just unconditional love.

I shall chant everyday anointing many.
Galloping in melody to open hearts
They will enter the silence to give hope
as they anchor inside wind.

I will chant poetic words so miracles come,
as great dreams takes over consciousness.
They surface for new beginnings
as one shifts inside compassion.

I shall chant. I will chant,
singing in a psalmody of light.


StarBG © 2017

Inside breath, lit corners of heart expand.
Pulsating with self-talk and forgiveness.
Radiate outwardly
swirling,
gracefully to tickle senses.
They echo moving in rhythms that
awaken my being.

Inside breath the light becomes a ball
illuminating my consciousness.
Moving to hold loves lantern
as I shine it to the world

I'll have some butterscotch ice cream
Hold the sprinkles.
I like mine nice and smooth,
to fill my mouths sweet tooth
To set my taste buds a smiling.
To energize these tired bones.
Yes, I'll have some butterscotch ice cream
and when I'm done I'll have some fun
under a butterscotch sun.

A unicorn princess lived near sea.
Saying a prayer with a special plea.
He wanted to see a mermaid so grand,
who swam in grace on watery land.

"Alas great mermaids do come near
so I can thank you, your so dear.
You have great tails that are yes swell
inside of dreams I see you well."

"Show yourselves I now do say
We can celebrate all day.
I will give you a ride in sun,  
no ones here so we'll have fun.
Oh I love you mermaid sweet,
it is you I'd like to meet."

After the Unicorn recited his poem.
On seashore with waves he did roam.
Until soon they met inside time.
They echoed in a sacred rhyme.

And when day did end she Yes left
The Unicorn he felt so blessed.

StarBG © 2017

Love is my vitamin
it expands within
as gratitude comes to mind.

It travels as backpack to cells
moving to anoint every *****.

Faith is my vitamin
it vibrates to ground self
to be in moment.

It travels inside heartbeats
that bring feet to dance.

Peace is my vitamin
I take in with breath.

It reverberates to open doorways
to walk celebrating life.

It becomes a garden
that spouts miracles.

My needs are mine to fill,
as breathe deep
and focus with
ingredients of thought.  

My container cooks
with heat from heart.
Vessel bubbles within
as vapors expand
with creative energies.

Blessings are added
like seasoning
as temperatures
and vibrations
build.

Love is added
like special spice,
as alignment is felt
to move in grace.

Every morning I drink,
from my sacred concoction
balancing to feel grounded
in-order to follow purpose.

Purpose, to share my recipe
so others feed
from their own hearts
to feel peace.

StarBG © 2017

I walk to door of a problem,
repaint it with grand colors.
Than, walk through it --problem no more.

I move, through the heart
with its many corridors that offer sanctuary.

I dance, at day break where sun shines
inside grace to bless a new moment.

I sing to merge with birds who gracefully fly
so I may fly in days landscape.

I walk, move, dance, and sing
in the celebration of life a gift to match the self.

As fog covered my outside landscape I sat,
relaxing and aligning with poetic ideas
to scribe at later date.

The air was warm, as a faint scent of lavender entered nostrils. My human eyes couldn't make out anything more than a shadow but; my inner senses knew I wasn’t alone.

The being whispered adding fog to the room. With deepen breath it now made sense of my visitor recalling my art background. Remembering, my prayer just days earlier how I longed for a great maters of art to flow through me.

As moments passed, the blur became more distinct. There he stood before me adorned with painters hat and smock. With a smile as he held up a brush and made like he was painting my form.

I giggled with air of breeze. My third eye exploded with an image of Monet. He began to fill my mind with picturesque visions.
Flowers entered my eyes as I felt a creative power serge.
Fields of afternoon strollers adorned with paroles entered mind. And birds rustled in trees, as a flowing brook traveled within.

More scenes manifested. I could almost taste the sweet air running down my throat. When I was filled to capacity, he stopped and I understood. He was providing me with fuel for thought. Scenes to transcribe into poetic jargon.

As he bowed, and I whispered gratitude, he disappeared. I was again alone with my keyboard, dancing hands and vivid imagination tweaked with his talented light.

I now was ready to create on canvas screen and of course my new curator of verse, Monet.

With recipe of life,
I colonize mind
setting up red flags
to recognize the ego ingredient that
doesn't blend well
to serve my highest good.

My recipes includes a dash of love,
a cup of swirling dreams and
plenty of seasoning from emotions.

Time to cook and baste my mind
with intention of thoughts.

WALA!
The poem concoction is done.
Feast away readers, feast away

I'm a kid in a sandbox,
as if each sand molecule is a word.
and every pile built becomes a poem.

I am a kid in the sandbox
building a castle of visionary verses,
as inner child comes out
and time stops.

I am a kid in the sandbox,
constructing inside grace,
Inside the moment that holds
endless creative poetry.

I am a kid in the sandbox ,
putting on a writers hat
who will never grow up.

Winged souls harmonize
in voices divine,
as star chandlers
bring light to moment.

As angels sing to celebrate
all who wander on Earth.

Citadel is built by heartbeats mortar,
and love bricks guided by constellations
form grand monuments.

Light integrates with dark
for a parade of love to anchor
while new pyridines become reality.

And as life's carousel continues to turn
expanding self, we gracefully walk
with wind, rain, and sun at our backs.

I write like a sage, wandering to
collect visions and experiences
with pen as staff.
I move with words adorned
as if fine jewels.

Words become diamonds.
Phases, strings of pearls.
Stanzas like hand crafted broaches
And punctuation, precious stones to accentuate.

My jewelry is priceless.
My display box the vellum page.
I am my best friend.


StarBG © 2017

Its all quiet
in HP Land.
Not a poet
in the house.
No one posting
or hitting button to spread likes and loves.

  HP the land
where magical things happen.
Where in a touch of a keyboard road
a whole world emerges.

Its all quiet
in HP land.
The place
where flowers
of verse blossom
in between tears and smiles.

When one faces their fears
and stands to see mirror of self
everything changes for the better.
To see they are divine and precious
one who even with bruises of life
carries the light of God
and the vibration of love.

Fears dissipate in alignment to make
not only one expand inside their greatness
but be able to move forward without limitations.

I know I’ve been through it.
I be a football player
tackling my challengers.
My voice is ball
I run with
and goal is the celebration
of self and life.

I be a runner in my journey
awake to hear the crowd roar,
to dance in the wind
inside the moment
in grace.

I be a football player
where my captain is source
and self is a star
shinning to make a difference.

(ASHLEY KOCHER)
DREAM CATCHERS ARE THE MAGIC TRICK
TO CAPTURE YOUR NIGHTMARES OR SO THEY SAY.

(Star)
The nightmares that hide in shadows
ready to strike
when lids close.
Dreamcatchers a gift
that keeps giving on nights
when storms brew.

(Ashly Kocher)
Like a witches potion
some good some bad
bubbling up
overflowing
wishes to be had
Only formulated for night
giving some freight
Overloaded files
ready for the attack.

(Star)
And attack they will
but I have my trusty
catcher shield on wall field.
Defending my sleep
and letting me
be at peace
so shadow bugs can’t creep.

DREAM CATCHERS ARE THE MAGIC TRICK
TO CAPTURE YOUR NIGHTMARES.

(damperez)
Some mornings i take
what the catcher has caught
and make make soup or mosaic or poem out of them

(Star)
They swirl drifting
in my soup of words
as I strain them through suns rays.
My pen stirrer turns
in moment fine and divine.
expanding in rhyme.
No more nightmares you’ll find.

DREAM CATCHERS ARE TH MAGIC TRICK
TO CAPTURE YOUR NIGHTMARES.

(Gods1son)
Hope its gone for good
not to return in the coming nights
inside stars bright

(Star)
Hope its gone
not to knock on sleeps door
then I’ll be peaceful
inside dreamscape shore.

DREAM CATCHERS ARE TH MAGIC TRICK
TO CAPTURE YOUR NIGHTMARES.

(Fecundeity)
When sweet morning dawns
giving dreamcatcher sight
the bad dreams flee
unable to survive light.

(Star)
Cause light is so bright
and the nightmares dark
they can’t survive
inside ones loves spark.

DREAM CATCHERS ARE TH MAGIC TRICK
TO CAPTURE YOUR NIGHTMARES.

(Mysidian Bard)
Caught like flies in a spindly web
guiding you to the morning when
you’ve lost your way

But hay I do say
your safe anyway
cause nightmare flies die
in day hooray.



mikecccc)
They never say how to empty them.

(Star)
Shake with love intention
to set them to the light
so no longer they will be
a nightmare sight at night

Open your heart to the mornings sun.
The dawn that holds unlimited possibilities.
It’s the gift that holds miracles,
inside breeze,
song of birds,
and the heartbeat of life.

Present your dreams to Saint Matin
The Sunup that wraps eyes in moments blanket.
It’s your thoughts that sow them into reality.
In yellow diamonds.
Pinks so luxurious,
and red-oranges a glowing.

Greet with gratitudes voice at first light  
The genesis that gleams with brilliance.
It’s the self being divinity in motion  
in the journey.
Awakening to spirit
and inside celebration of love.    

Just breath into the Canticle of morning
it is rhythm of love and harmony.

Dear Poets
your words urge me on
in moment when alone.
Tantalizing my breath
that echo your words.
Tickling senses
that awaken my mind.
Piercing heart
to spread wings of emotions.

Dear Poetess
your words illuminate
in moment behind eyes.
Calling me with grace
to read on.
Expanding self with
your wisdom
Words Shinning
like woven threads on vellum
You are a gift to me,
and I do bow to the power of your pen.

I wish to find my fairy wings
and use them in this lifetime.
To recall where I come from and celebrate.

Oh to fly in open skies,
feeling wind and sharing love my essence.
Oh to whisper in song like birds
to dance on highways of stars.

I wish etheric wings would align
so I drift in dreamscape reality unrestricted.
To activate my boundless powers

Oh to glide peacefully in dream currents.
Oh to stay awake and soar in someones arms.

TODAY I dipped my mind in a fairytale.
It gave me grand visions.
A landscape of dancing letters
that spiraled into verse.

A place where little beings gathered
to urge me on as I flew
with wings inside poetic song.

I dipped my mind in a fairytale
and flew through rainbow light
to land in my heart.
The place I plan to stay.

Words words words
like little droplets
fall from mind.

They tickle senses
awakening visions.

They travel from Mind to Breath,
Breath to Hand
Hand to Pen.

They fall
making puddle of verse
for reader to splash in
as water proof ink drifts in wind.

Words need no umbrella,
for their cool coat of moisture
empowers the scribe.

And brings a rainbow of beauty
for all to see.

I, am a walking poem queen
in divine form,
living in a kingdom of words.
My cape is interwoven with lyrics.
Crown, adorned with punctuation jewels.
Throne, carved in grand mirage.

At night looking up to stars,
I see a thousand visions
shining with verse.

Strolling gracefully, I do.
Sometimes in rhyme
to launch a ditty.
Other times
inside streams of emotions
to make reader feel.

I blink and words like a waterfall
drift upon page gracefully.

I dance with never ending song,
that pulsates in pivot chamber,
as lyrics play in ears
like a birds song.

And at night fall, when one sleeps,
I shall raise my scepter pen,
to anoint all who ask.

All who request visit from me
to receive spark of creativity,
so they expand heart,
and write, write, write.

I stepped inside self
grabbing the hand of my inner child Alice
through visions of my third eye.
The child we all have which never grows up and needs love.
I hugged her and an energy bond carried us to a distant place.
A place we play in where cotton candy clouds moved before us in an animal marching parade.
Trees were filled with rainbow treats
and music played in the wind.
I reassured Alice that I wouldn't desert her and loved her unconditionally.
When I returned to my every day reality I felt peacefully serene,
as a blanket of love covered us both.

SUN touch me with your rays of light
the light that carries rays of wisdom.
Let me explode with energies to be a sun myself
to empower those I meet inside dancing steps.

SUN give me warmth so I can feel
as moment opens up in winds.
Let me see thy rainbow light
that merges with the birds in flight.

SUN I love you for you are my teacher
rising everyday,
despite the clouds.

A bright ornament round and sacred
hangs in sky by name of sun.
Its strong rays etching into clouds divine
to quench morning eyes.

Birds carry its colorful hues on wings spread.
Moments intwine with breath infused sunlight
to envision dreams.

Sun waves
in rays of warmth to hug a wander
An awake one who connects
to the overseer of light
that has a heartbeat if one listens.

Air catches its glimmer
bringing down light to enhance a soul.
One who, dances, romances, runs,
falls, cries and ponders preparing to rising.
Who lives for an experienced
sandwiched between Earth and Sky.

A being who wears
a temporary human costume,
before taking off to drift closer to sun
and its precious universe
that waits to welcome traveler home.

Meet mistress color.
She is your friend.
The Red Goddess signifies love.
The yellow optimism.
Green prosperity.
And purple peace.

Meet the male deity of color.
He is your friend.
The Brown deity teaches to ground.
Grey lets emotions flow.
Black invites silence
And orange anchors new dawn.

Meet gold and silver,
spiraling into mystical love and light!
The gold that celebrates
a creative light.
The silver that makes one vibrate
inside love every moment.

Meet your inner self
It is your friend
It mirrors endless possibilities
and carries dreams with rainbow light.

I carry many suitcase of quotes
begging to be transformed into post.
They come to my table
so I may eat from their insights.
So I choose to first feel their music in heart,
then with fingertips that dance on keyboard, I explode in the energy of creation.

End result a posting
on sight where readers faces are veiled,
But I feel their hearts echo.

I am that I am.
An avatar of compassion.
The distant traveler inside human form.

Who am I...
A sage on mission of dream.
A warrior of light.
A spark of The Divine.
The sacred one who pulsates with song.

I am that I am.
An Avatar for peace and joy.  
The grand vessel wrapped in sacred light.

Who am I...
much more than human.
A navigator of stars.
A creative being who sings with grace.    
The one inside eternal quest to free soul.

I am that I am.
An avatar of love and light.
A seeker with gifts to share with world.
A mirror of everything.
The one who bows toward all.
And star-seed here to aid humanity

Who be you? Who be you?

I am a star
in my own right
glistering and shining
inside vast
Universe.
I glow with ambers
to launch dreams.
Vibrate light
to be a living
compass.
etch my brightness
into a dark night sky.

I am a shinning star
pulsating to find
a planet sidekick
to carry my heart.

I want to climb a ladder to the stars
and pick one out to float away in night visions.

I want to see the sacred moon behind eyes
and dance in the moment of night.

I want to open my mind and hear
my songs heartbeat so I can fall asleep.

Asleep where I awake to my greatness
and begin journey back through veil of dreams
to greet the morning sun.

On canvas of my life,
with its winding road,
I have often carried a backpack.

A rucksack gathered from bruises
other people inflicted
making me feel insecure,
worthless, and ugly.

I carried it for years,
where crying self to sleep was norm.
Where blinders were on
causing my canvas brush of life
to be painted with grays,
blacks and bleeding red.

But now, I wipe canvas clean
with eraser of love.
Beginning to paint in breath.
To dip my feet like brush in dance
swirling with grand energies of love.

Dance painting rainbow colors
to inscribe life as I move
knowing who I am
divine and sacred.
Thusly I paint grandly,
into the forest of my dreams.