May our pens travel in the New Year
like rocket ships traveling to grand worlds
where breath aligns with visions and poetry is born.

May our inspiration grow with beauty
like wild fire scribing inner thoughts
to touch others.

And May all poets unite with common cause
in New Year.... to open eyes of readers
so compassion and peace can grow.

May your day be filled with magic.
May your life be filled with light.
May days be filled with smiles so bright,
just like shinning stars at night.

May your days be filled with laughter.
May you dance inside dreams grand.
May the moments tick inside sweet song,
as you walk thriving on lands.

May your days pass with great memories.
May you grow inside heart free.
May breath be filled with wisdom strong,
as you wake to bond with me.

May your days reveal great secrets.
May you find you reach your goals.
May you count your blessings numerous,
to know your a sacred soul.

May your day be filled with sunshine.
May you receive hugs so strong,  
May you grow old knowing your a gift,
Inside life you can’t do wrong, do wrong,
Inside life you can’t do wrong.


StarBG © 2017

May each day bring you
a piece to the puzzle of your dreams,
show a light to the doorway of your heart,
and a pen that dances on highways of verse.

May each moment let you celebrate
the breath inside heartbeats of gratitude.
Be shown the gateway to the stars,
and swim in currents of creativity
within tides of miracles.

May you look in mirror
and smile seeing the gift you are.
And know you are beauty
wrapped in a being meant to move
making a difference for humanity.

May all awaken on this day,
to the gifts present to us
by merely claiming them.
And live in this
earth playground with abundance
before
we travel back to spirits reality.


StarBG © 2017

May we all dance together
on a dance floor of velum with feet of words.
May we all move gracefully with staff of pen
in circles below moon.
May we move divinely to scribe
our deep feelings unafraid.
And may we all celebrate
to know we are a gift.

May we romp in fields of poetry and hear the sweet song of life.

May we play with words and shoot arrows of phases out so they hit bull eyes of a readers heart.

May we breath deep and feel empowered in the day to scribe and celebrated.

May we have a poetry party and invite all our poetry friends.

May we unwrap the present blessings of our own talents to write like there is no tomorrow and sing in the key of love.

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
compassion.
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.
AND MAY YOUR NEW YEAR BE BLESSED WITH LOVE, PEACE, AND JOY.

MAY we dance together each inspiring the other.
MAY our words have eyes 
to see grand landscapes worthy to scribe.
MAY we meet on highways of a snow white page
to make footprints of words together.
And MAY all receive the energies of a smile and blessing I send.

May we be
connected to who we are
for humanity.

Be filled with compassion.
Be abundant and joyful,
healthy and free.

Be welcoming to our galactic family.
Be spiritually awake,
connected to Gia to aid.

Be the love within.
Be to live our birthright
Be able to take our place in universe.
AND
May we be
connected to usher the world
to new beginnings inside peace.

MAY the picture that runs in movie lens
of your eyes catch the sunlight.
So you move in a great lake scene
inspired by the mirror
of your own beauty
inside your human vessel.
TO SHARE SMILES

MAY you swim in waters tide
that carries thoughts
to vibrate “I can.
I will. I trust.”
So you can’t sink
but only surf
upon waves of experiences
with hearts buoy.
TO FEEL GRATEFUL.

MAY the heartbeat
that plays a sacred song
continuously echo an abundance song.
So you move to bring
abundance inside your reality.
TO SING WITH JOY.

MAY you be who you are
and celebrate all that
opens your conscious mind
to know you are an eternal flame
of Light that never burns out even when
your human form expires.
TO RADIATE LOVE.

be filled with little sestinas that bubble within
making your fingers prance in keyboard dance.

May your moment be replenished with
clocks ticking song to galvanize thoughts.

May your breath be suffused with
tornados of wind to electrify dreams.

May your heart be filled with
a drumming earworm to gyrate in the magic of life.

May your day be filled with sunshine and giggles that inspire and make you celebrate the moment that is a gift.

May you remember what it like to be a kid again and play inside the day connected to the excitement and wonder of life.

May you look in mirror and smile knowing that you are sacred and loved.

Trapped in a maze of my creation I move, actively jumping hurdles
to align with light.

Vibrations expand in grace tickling senses to live counsciously
as co creator with thoughts.

Moments evolve
as if hands of clock
plays an instrument of times gift.

Veil of limiting thoughts dissipate
in suns golden hues,
while endless possibility gates open.

I am free now
to gracefully move outside maze
as flowers bloom
and blessing surface.

I have learned that
its important to live in the heart.
To breath deep
releasing ego judgmental mind.
To let go and align with light.
Once done
freedom song rings
for self to dance.

Inside the reality of light
I set myself free.
Free with the divine I am presence.

I float with light of heart
that becomes a divine white vortex.

Deep breath catapults me
in a collective beam of light
to heart of Gia with love and gratitude
TO the galaxy and all beings that inhabit it
with love and gratitude
TO my own soul with love and gratitude

MY portal of white light
emanates in and through me
pointed to the light workers, Star-seeds
and all those here to assist.
this grand planet during its rebirth.

With breath of light
I send out my intentions
for world peace, harmony and abundance,
to ALL as the many awaken to know their
purpose,

I am a pillar
of love intentions aiming to the grid
of consciousness
so one may feed upon its love infused vibration.

Blessings move
as light empowers self
to connect connect connect

I now am activated in a portal of expanded light
to walk tall and be a beacon for all with love, gratitude and peace.

Aho and may God bless you
in this the Winters Solstice.

Inside a meditative vault,
I ponder.
Breath being key
Intention the catalyst.

I sit allowing
intake of breath to move
gracefully to the outtake.

Eyes shut hearing heartbeat.
Mind is on hold
as light filters in
vibrating words.

I find peace
as vault opens
and the riches
are my own voice.

In upper regions of air beyond clouds
I drift, inside ethers of breath.

Breezes catch senses, feeling its gentle hug.
Sun expands vessel, within dormant mind.

Formula of breath opens heart,
as intake moves gently to outtake.

Liftoff fuels sensations successfully,
while worries crumble for
consciousness to soar.

A grand moment ensues, as body functions slow,
and full divine visions graces eyes.

Landscapes revile,
barrage of angels in grand formation.
Angels who carry unconditional love, I feed upon.

Moments dissipate, for gateway to open wide.
For self to align with energies of love.

Compassion and joy brews to beat of heart,
as OM chant plays while wisdom whispers.
Blessings circulate inside vortex to be infused in self
by winged beings.

Gratitude becomes undertow of thoughts,
as soul in human form
begins to return to 3D reality
while meditation concludes.

Concludes, with a full backpack of love received
to continue in my own constructs of life.


StarBG © 2017

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

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 am member of the society of poets
We travel on fields of white
planting words.
We see with different eyes the world
full of emotions to purge and scribe.

Our society is large.
building everyday,
as we gather at all hours
to shoot the breeze with phases.  

Our stomping grounds
are grand landscapes and dark caves.
Oceans wide to battle rage gallantly.

Our hearts are open
as we take spear like pens
to write at times bleeding in verse.

Sometimes our poetry is light and airy
like summer breeze, and singing birds.

Other times strong like fire-y pit
where words burn almost scorching soul.

New members are always welcome
to play with words
releasing dark to merge with light.

Fair warning I give you...
For there is no return once thee join,
as heart takes over and bug bits deep,
making you member forever.

Stringing memories with
sacred tread of breath,
I weave my story
to open ears.

Sometimes a passerby
stops to listen,
while others scurry away
like little birds seeking shelter.

Days pass
and thoughts entangle
as
waterfall of cascading tears
displace cheers on
but another New Years celebration.

A time where sleep calls
before ball drops,
and age
reaches another milestone.

Until, the song of death
brings me home
to celebrate.

I am scared that when I'm
Mothers age of 91
my memory
too will leave.
And than my life will be
of one who wanders
in a memory wing
waiting for a meal
and visitor I barely know.

of dishonorment linger,
waiting for a chance.
to jump in
and disturb my day.

Sometimes they spiral
while in mid-sentence
as I'm trying to have
a happy thought.

Other times when tired
and can't fight off the currents
of situations not yet healed,
they come at me to open wounds.

My memories build
gaining momentum
dating back from childhood
to present.
The good are
get attention
until avalanche of old
rock my grounded form.

Until all I could do is
ride the waves to
fight my own demons.
The ones
I must be overcome
to feel whole again
to make new memories
good and peaceful.

In disappearing memories,
lingers time.
That place where tickling of clock
shows its shadows.

Trips to grandchild fade
as distance limits passage.
Feet no more walk in park
where snow drifts on benches white.

Where do those memories go,
when mind is tired,
trying to embrace old age?

Are they in
thunderous clouds of tears
that limit recall?
Or in eyes of a teenager who knows not
the wisdom carried.
Or, perhaps they are in photos
that need specks to be seen.

In disappearing memories
ship slowly pulls away,
and all thats left is an empty barge
and warm meal to ease the pain.

I misplaced my memory
often struggling to recall
a name, a date, an appointment.

Determined I stand
to change problem.
I got well known brand
to help thoughts align.
Problem is...
I keep forgetting to take it.

Oh to ride a merry-go-round
with painted winged pigs
and unicorns that move gracefully.

Oh to feel the cool air hug face
and hear the sounds of bells
inside ears to launch dreams.

Oh to sit grounded upon my stead
and go to places in mind
that vibrate magically for peace.

Oh to ride with no inhibitions
to feel the power of senses
as we all gather free
inside my creative mind

What poem will be birthed from
the turning machine of my poetic mind?
Will it be from a deep feeling
that launches a thought for verses to build?

Or a memory carried from birth, needing to be expressed.
Maybe sounds will travel through ear canals
that gets my creative self motivated?
Or perhaps be a phrase will open heart
to spill out rhymes gracefully.

What new verse will be birthed
as I peruse the Hello Poetry site?
And what grand writer will place a word strategically
so I might be inspired.

Maybe some birds will do the job by
waking ears so I sing with phases.
Or a cloud drifting  by wind
will show me visions that spark a diddie.

Everyday is different for my scribes pen
to connect to page.
Every moment is different
on this merry-go-round of poets mind.
Different as I  spin about reaching for a golden ring.

A ring when caught means poem is done.

My kindred light earth family
came to visit.
When moon hung high,
and stars sparkled,
they came with a
gentle breeze that hugged
caressing my senses.

They came with a message divine.
One to aid humanity.

We love you.
You are part of us
infused with light
that allows you to connect
and live free, free, free.

The frequency of love is here.
Embrace it.
Its why you came...
To be the pioneers of the New Earth.
The Avatars of Love.

Unity consciousness is unveiling
and blossoming.
The benefits
well... not enough grand words for it.
It is life as it is meant to be.
peaceful, free, and full of abundance.

Many forces would like not
to have the awakening happen
but it is too late it has begun.

Be ready for the shifting tides to occur
so love can anchor in everyone.
And most importantly
BE THE LOVE YOU ARE.

Then they were off
to visit me at another time
as  I processed their words.

Through pen and pad I send out love.
I send it out so far.
Cause I love to scribe I do
I shine just like a Star.

My words they shine like diamonds bright.
They shine both night and day.
They are filled with hope and dreams,
for all to sing and play.

Play inside ones great, great dreams.
They're meant to hold so tight.
Knowing all are filled with light,
that shines with love so bright.

Everyone is a true gift.
I say this truth so loud.
Move inside your divine forms,
to stand and walk so proud.

Walk to dance, and move so free.
Its what we’re meant to do.
As I bow, I will write now,
to send this poem to you.

I send it out to all that read,
on site of hello Poetry.
As you move where you may live,
I am grateful to thee.

So I end this poem now to move
inside my day so fine.
I do know inside my heart,
we all are so divine.


StarBG © 2017

Moons midnight glow
lures me with silver beams
to a landscape of dreams.

Eye lids, heavy in speedy fashion.
Ears attune to night birds,
vibrating ready to rock tired bones.

Stage is set for fairies to enter
sanctuary of bedroom
armed with sleep arrows
to drift my etheric body
to a peaceful land.
A place void of sadness.
Void of grief.
A fairyland,
where love is echoed
between the trees
and mind has a chance to play.

I am a mighty wave,
unfurling my water molecule temple.
I wave, calling the many to see its power.
To take breath and align with oceans scent divine.
To swim allowing waters cool to cleanse and heal.

I am a mighty wave,
dancing upon sacred waters home.
Waving inside grace to tickle eyes and cameras.
To snap and blink for a memory to anchor.
To feel the magi sty that empowers viewer.

I am a mighty wave,
with an undertow that speaks.
Speaking in spinning energies to song of love.
To take breath aligning with allies of earth and sky.
To touch, move, and inspire, as swirling graceful gift.

I am me. I am you.
celebrate the mighty wave
we make.

The mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Let's get some popcorn and watch a cartoon.

A minds tentacles
filled with words
travel aimed to catch my pen.
My hand squirms
trying to loosen its grip
to no avail.

The ink expands within
leaving its ***** membrane
inside hand until a poem is birthed.  

Once finished,
the creature floats away
until it rears its head again
and another tentacle
long to spark emotions attack.

Steps in life sometimes
bring one to a mind-field.
Often hitting hard
to disable and crush
with accidents that mane.

Other times it explodes quietly
sneaking up on one
with debris that goes deep into heart.

He cheated on me
with not even a sign.
Shared intimacy with one
way different than me.
And squandered thousands
on trips, wine and roses
never traveled, smelled, or tasted.

Our dance forever was littered with mind fields
set off at a moments notice
until separated was inevitable.

Now I live exchanging mind-fields
for visions of fireworks.
Pyrotechnics of beauty,
that remind me I’m better off.

With tapestry of words
inside self,
I place them in machine,
constructed in mind.

They churn, and turn
like inside a washing machine.
Water being breath.
Soap the dabs of punctuation.

Bubbles form like glue,
making sentences.
Energies build as all
gently move to merge together.

Once readied
with clear breaths of focus
into a heated heart they travel,
formulating to play with beating song.
To play upon empty page.

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
_______
Haiku
Mind your thoughts daily
or ego will have field day
life won’t be your own

I’m a miracle for someone.
Taking a breath, with reached out hand.
I smile.
She smiles,
as our hearts bond in friendship.

I’m a miracle for myself.
Taking a breath, to recall who I am.
I smile.
I dance,
inside a grand dream journey.

Inside moment of breath
in mind I plant a seed.
I water it with love.
Tend to it with trust.
Surround it with energies of intent,
and sprinkle it with prayer.

At proper time it blossoms.
First,
as mirage in dreamscape.
Then,
into reality to celebrate,
to born yet another miracle
as a co-creator
of my life.

Inside a mirage of a thousand dreams I swim inside,
moving in mind and heart.
The waves rise giving me buoyancy  
as I breath deep.
The currents tickle my senses causing me to wonder if mirage is real.
I swim asking spirit to throw a preserver of wisdom
so I understand.
The mirage is no more as my voice is answered
Now I swim under rainbow dreams.


StarBG © 2017

I am but a mirror of wordsmith self,
scribing with etheric words.
I walk and pen moves gracefully.
I run and my words move in open corral.
I fly and phases glide inside my dreams.
I breath and visions breath
ready to dance upon page.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Won't you talk you know it all.
You see me look everyday.
I will hear what you do say.

Mirror, mirror speak and share.
I will listen with no fear.
Am I beauty in this form?
I do ask I do so strong.

Mirror, Mirror tell no lie.
I will know and I shan't cry.
For you are so grand I see.
Now I'll stop to hear from thee.

Mirror spoke and said real clear.
Beauty is real as you stare.
Cause you are Divine it is true
Live with love its what to do.