Waking up each morning
three words come to me.
I water them with breath
focus, compassion,
allowing them to energize.

Waking up every morning
my three words echo catapulting
me into affirmations

My afirimations are:
I love myself.
I'm a gift.
I live dreams.

The three words:
I LOVE LIFE.

Thru a thousand miles of a stare,
I connect to my mothers eyes.
Her mouth trying to form words.
Her frail body making motions to counter act the anxious mind who wants to move.

Thru a thousand moments of silence
I connect to my mom with memories.
How she comforted me as child,
catering to my needs.
How she gave me many an experience
like dance, voice, and drawing class.

Thru a thousand fields of compassion,
I drift in mind looking in eyes
of my moms azlsimers form.
A form where only three words
of importance count...
I love you.

INSIDE a mating call of sky,
the thunder roars
striking landscape divine.

It announces TO TAKE NOTICE
electrifying
with loves true essence
TRAVELING INTO humans hearts
that stand readied to ECHO.

Sky beingS merge
in moment
presenting gift from sky.
Vibrations rise
as humans awaken
to it’s sweet sound
while feet dance.

With DEEP inhale,
Whole of Being ACTIVATES
for Renewal of
heart, and mind
TO walk gracefully.

Fire arrows move creating bridge
to reenergizing all with
explosive feelings grand.
ALL TO welcome life's mystery
AS CLOUDS PART TO make way
for thunder warriors of love
to center inside new times.
The new dawn is now
and with gratitude I say
NOW celebration WILL begin
AS rain beings recycle the moisture
so Earth Mother becomes green.
AS breath SPEAKS WITH A
HAIL-LO-WAY-IN
aligning to the language of love.

The language that
becomes art
onto canvas of self,
sky, and earth.

Let the festivities begin.

Thy eyes of green dance,
in wind of moment.
Breath bonding grandly.
Bells ringing freedom.

Thy essence anchors,
in rays of sunlight.  
Hugs clasping our hearts.
Birds gently singing.

Thy soul swims inside eyes,
in heartbeats of song.
Smiles embracing lips.
Love growing wildly.

Thy eyes ...
The gateway to dreams
The place where adventure radiates.

Hinting at the idea of what I couldn’t put into words
There was this chance of salvation,
this ticket out
I breathed into moment
seizing opportunity to merge with dreams
as glimmer of hope anchored
holding fast to my self,
I fell into destiny and
emerged on a path of my making
Light surrounded as etheric wings grew
I was home in my own thoughts
for the first time in my life
Nothing could stop me now
as my consciousness exploded
with thoughts of new beginnings
Every movement rippled throughout eternity
and reverberated back to me
I was instantly connected to everything in existence
My heart expanded playing joyfully like birds
My breath merged with Mother Earth
Love penetrated every cell in body
until peace and freedom was mine
I merged with the universe
Grateful for my dreams fulfilled
That, which could not be put into words.
That is the magnificent beast
you see before you today:
A GIFT TO THE UNIVERSE.

As clock ticks away,
I rondevu with happy in dreams,
feeling its grand energies.
Aligning with a face that smiles.

I search dreamscape to find  way
to stop clocks unwinding so happy fills  senses.
each waking moment.

As clock ticks away,
I stand with fortitude in breath
feeling grounded with bravery in the moment
Aligning with love that echoes.

Alas mission completed,
as I smash its ticking face
to stop time and
bring Happy
to my awakened reality for evermore.

Rhyme in time.
Time in rhyme.
Tick-tock tick-tock
The grandfather clock
carries the sign.
Tick-tock tick-tock
The rhyme is buried in time
Yes time is a rhyme,
to feel subline in time.
TicTacToe talk
rhyme says your divine.
Tick-tock tick-tock
Inside times rhyme
Time is so fine,
so fine.

Time is a tool to measure everything.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
It explodes inside lessons,
Slowing when challengers are faced.
Speeding up inside lust infused bedsheets.
Slowing again when illness strikes.
Speeding up when race is on and finish line is seen.

Time is a tool to measure everything.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
It echoes with different tunes.
Grandfather clock chimes in hallway of grand house.
Kitchen clock helps to make meals delectable.
Cell phone beep when mile walk is completed
and watches are barely worn anymore.

Time is a tool to measure everything.
but not off planet.
Its insignificant and superfluous.

We tick dancing in a lifetime
to the tock of
a golden clock within.
Numbers,
grow as we expand.
Minutes,
drift as we collect experiences.

And As
our consciousnesses awake,
time dissipates
while energies of gratitude
build

And joy, abundance, peace,
in self
and world
commenses.

Newscaster spew out jargon,
well orchestrated.
Evening stars appear covered with hazy veil
from chem trails unseen cover.

Truth plastered
in newspaper and TV
for the sleeping is played regularly.
It is not called an idiot box for nothing.

Lies are fabricated,
wrapped in a fancy box labeled truth
for those handcuffed by
controlling monsters of greed.

They’re like vampires,
who prey on the innocent un-awaked ones.
Ones who buy into what is fed them like hungry cattle.

When will enough wake up to see, I wonder?
See that the many are kept in corrals of fear,
lack, and prejudice.
In states of numbness by our air and contaminated food.

Humans bleed everyday
with the paradoxes of lies that filter
every aspect of daily life, until cleansing is done.

Thankfully, more and more are being rounded up
to pay for the atrocities to Humanity.

More and more behind scenes
are standing at service to help
the sleeping transition
with minimum casualties.

Time to get out of the matrex
and question to realign with
the real truth.

Will you keep going with old programs,
or connect to truth and walk on new fields for freedom?

Which version of truth will you vibrate with in waking days?
Do you believe what your told?
OR what is the truth
of YOU being amazingly powerful, gifted,
and a manifesting human with Gods spark within?
(a Jesus in disguise)

Time to decide.

Clouds rise into mid-sky.
Ocean tides drift gracefully.
Birds fly in ballerina beauty.

Time to celebrate the moment
of new day filled with blessings,
knowing you are one of them.

Time to sit at desk
with computer before me
and tap away.

Tap, allowing letters to be stung like pearls.
until a final word attaches it all.

Time to break from busy day
and play on a keyboard where sounds of mind
echo on screen.

Thoughts gel into verses
until a final vision is laid to rest.

Until reader reactivates
the  song at days end,
from a writers tired mind.

Time is like a broom
sweeping memories
into caverns of the mind.

Little crevices for storage.
Little opening to
birth dreamscapes.

And with keys from heart,
memories get activated.

Activated as time sweeps away
inside life for
grand stories to continue.

Time is captured in grains of sand
inside hour glass.

It's captured in the hands of a clock,
that spin continuously.
Unless
one forgets to change batteries.
But if so
time moves on anyway.
Yes, time always move on.

I gaze upon visions of a clock
as it cooks making a timed delicacy.
The little hand mixes its food
giving feet stage to dance.
The big had scoops it out
presenting endless possibilities.

And the numbers, they drift
before disappearing in busyness
and a happy smile.

The
TIME
Is Ripe
For Change

Change to wake up and get into heart.
TIME to release old mind patterning
carried of judgment, fear, lack.
Change to wake up and know here and now
we have been lied to by those who rule.

TIME to say hello Aliens who are supportive of us.
The Peiadians, Nubians, CatBeings, Nordic’s
and other species
already here in our space and on ground.
Disclosure of them IS beginning.

TIME IS right to bond
with our neighbors,
To stop believing lies
from those in power control media
banks and other facets of our world.

TIME to wake up and
find your own truth by searching for it.

HONOR our Mother Earth.
Her land, air ,and waters
have been polluted
by human hands.

ABOVE ALL work to cleanse self
to realize your essence is love
and carry love with every breath
to come together with fellow beings
on Earth and above.

In Meditative state
with open third eye
under golden moon
I ventured outward.

Out to visit the timelines
of Earths future.
My ticket was heartbeat
My intention to learn.

I investigated,
evaluated,
and witnessed
more and more
possibilities.

Some bleak
at mercy of evil ones
that still control
but are loosing ground.

Some riding waves
of peace and compassion.

On returning I knew the answer
and went to the task of
harnessing it
of distributing it
of living it.

The answer LOVE
Its in all human forms
just needs to be
accessed and nurtured.

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

Bathe away self doubts
Watch as down the drain they go
Felt again never.

We are gifts of light
Fused with God-like energies
Respect self as God

Time to wake up...
to write a poem
Shower, feeling the healing water--
and write a psalm.
Time to be energized by rising sun...
to write a rhyme
Move below blue
and sometimes cloudy skies...
and write a doggerel.
Sit down to dinner opposite deep beautiful eyes...
to write a poesy.
Time to look at the grand star studded sky...
and write a couplet.
Look, I see a shooting star.
Time to make a wish dreaming
of more sonnets to write.
All to illustrate
the portfolio
of a poetess's life.

FOR I
am a walking, living poem.


StarBG © 2017

To taste
PEACE
is to want more.

To breath
WISDOM
is to live free

To ground
JOY
is to walk with smiles.

To experience
LOVE
is to feel essence.

To feel
LIGHT ENERGIES
is to activate
awakening.

To recognize
GOD SPARK within
is to align
as galactic human.

Ride the wave of love through gratitude and everyday will be a celebration.

Happy Tthanksgiving Day.

Your eyes they travel
in my road of poetry.
They meander toward heart
as rivers of verse anchor.

Your eyes are a gift
crystal and grand.
They are the window
to align voice to sing
and ears to hear.

Your eyes will launch
you the reader into day
to flow in your greatness.

To flow as your meant to.
As I celebrate
you in the place of your lives.

Have a grand day,
filled with sun lit daydreams that transmute into poetic grandeur.

AND
Have a grand night,
filled with fireworks of inspiration blessings and writer visions.

AND
Have a grand sleep,
filled with landscapes of dreams
for a scribe to cherish
as they awaken to write.

Notes of laughter
resonate
across sea of air.

They drift until
reaching ears
docked,
as one longs
for companionship.

Seasons blend into
a timeless rhythm
as one dreams of
company.

And the music plays on,
until reaching
an angels
ear.

TO CRY is to release and recenter into love inside heart
TO LAUGH is to release and center inside the heart

To live in the heart everyday in every way is the BLESSING.

In field of my footsteps
I dance.
Dance to rising sun
radiating in sky of blue.

I dance celebrating.
Celebrating the moment
that provides an experience.

I dance celebrating life.
Life, that is a gift
to wander inside gracefully.

I dance celebrating life gracefully.
Gracefully, as I  
play the song from heart.

Today,
I shall drop the presence.
Let go
of others perceptions of me
and go with my inner truth...
that I am a divine eternal soul
meant to awake
to my unique greatness.

Today, I will dance inside my mind.
Letting the song of heart play
as I align in moment.

The wind echoes in with birds
background tune.
The ring of chimes play inside
the bridge of melody.
Before you know it, my voice joins.

And together,
a musical masterpiece is formed
where feet sprouts wings.

Today, I summon life force energies,
to do my biding.
To vibrate within it’s light.
To expand chambers of heart
as breath tickles consciousness.

Today, I summon life force energies,
to manifest divinely.
To dance as if in flight.
To celebrate moment.
that is ever evolving inside life

Life, where gifts align for peace,
abundance, joy and harmony.

Care to do the same?
The stage is set
all one needs is focus.
to ride waves of life force

Today I shall etch as sculptor
upon marble vellum tablet,
scribing with tool of pen.

Carving process moves within breath.
With sitting position of arched back.

Then, I shall  exhibit landscape in HP Museum.
Hanging its colorful masterpiece
in hopes it will be in front room.

Today, I will send out love to Mother Natures grand land.

To my own self on this precious experiential journey.

Toward strangers who are kindred spirits,
all here to awaken to love.

Today, I send out love
with intention of breath and thought
to fly with etheric wings and my true nature.

Today I liberate my heart.
standing in breath to celebrate moment.
My heart races with excitement
merging with birds in flight.
Senses come alive,
as lies fall to the waste-side
and freedom is mine.

Today I activate crown on head
as charka pulsates to usher in wisdom
and expand consciousness.

Feet feel grounded with joy to dance
merging with sacred breath.
Senses are balanced taking in new energies
as freedom sings.

Today, I am living as an authentic human.
Moving with a reached out compassionate hand
And goal to live the path of a light-worker.

Today I will make
lemons out of lemonade
and drink to satisfy my thirst.

I had a flat tire…
It's a great day to learn patient.

I am short on funds…
Taking a walk in nature cost nothing.

My mother's 92 …
life's eternal, and I'm grateful for her presence.

It's raining…
The trees are thirsty too.

Today I shall get high on life.
To feel the energy of wind,
hear birds sweet song,
dance upon sacred Mother Earth.

Today I shall take the drug of life.
To be grateful for all that life brings.
shinning a light upon difficult
situations.

Today I shall move in my power
To feel connected to source energies
and all the invisible allies present
who come to my aid.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life
to align with higher self
moving with the grace of self.

toast inside moment
today is great day to live.
celebrate the dream

shall be
simple.
Simply being what they are.

Poetry is
life.
Life
is poetry.

Connect to your gentle nature and inner essence of love and you will be in the heart.

Your inner strength is inside ones gentle nature and tender heart.

See your dreams by going into the heart and living you essence of love.

Live it.
Love it
Share it

What is IT Loves light.