Seriously!

Are you not listening?

Can you not see what you bear witness to?

With rage I am glistening.

 

 

 

hear the music

let it send

SHIVERS TO YOUR SOUL

over  and  over

until you

AWAKEN

from your stagnant dream

change your song

escape the

puppet strings

listen to

your own melody 

DANCE WITH JOY

In response to daily word prompt song and listening my own melody for NaPoMo.

 

 

Deplete of nothing

 

You are the rainbow of colours in an alpine glow

The mountains weep streams of tears

in virtue of your beauty

carving scars so deep, to last for centuries

 

You are the first blossoms of spring

mnemonically embracing time

petals of hope that yearn for truth

heartening the weary

 

You are the oceans breath

tides of transformation

a reminder to be vigil

to our own reflections and dreams

 

You are the rock

strong and determined

unwavering and true

in constant contemplation

 

You are the aurora 

the universe your stage

you illuminate the mysteries

inspiring all to witness and hold faith

 

Brilliantly you dance

caressing my soul in wonder

covenant whispers anchoring my spirit 

diminishing me of everything

Yesterday a friend brought her massage table over to my place and treated me to the gift of touch. We listened to enchanting music and her magic hands put me into a place of pure bliss.

I soaked up the after glow with a cup of tea in front of the fire, listened to the above, and wrote the following. My 12th poem for April.

With much appreciation & gratitude for your connection, friendship and love.

This one is for you Doone.

As her hands dance 

across my flow of atoms 

Tapping into and opening

the rivers of energy

Magical healing hands

Caressing and stimulating with kindness

compassionately and lyrically accessing

the glimmering meridians of music 

that my body holds hidden

The piano accompanied with the chorus

of robins and chic-a-dees outside my window

Ebbing and flowing 

I sense the enchantment

of my own soul

Awakening

Aligning

Blissfully

Aglow

The clouds disrupt the sunrise,

the sunrise disrupts the night.

 

I woke to knocking

who wanted in

so early in the morning?

 

Reality disrupted my dream

or dream disrupted reality?

 

No one was there

but the clouded sunrise

and my own vast mind.

 

Split realities,

each disrupting the other.

 

Which do I choose?

 

The one that is knocking

on my own expansive universe

of cranial energy

at the moment of now.

Trillium’s ephemeral grace

is a message from the universe

awaken and embrace

 

rejuvenated and alive

open the mind and be curious

now is the moment to thrive

 

envelop the magic within

honour who you are

let the blooming begin

 

Taking a moment

to stop and gaze

out the kitchen window

delightful surprises happen

 as the orcas pass by

with their newly born

spraying, spyhopping

blowing the world kisses

majestic creatures

inspiring wonder 

reminding me

just how luminescent 

life can be

 

life is full

busy with energy and motion

rush here, rush there, and back again

at times I am unsure which way I am

SPINNING

be grateful & remember

just how much fun

spinning was

when I was child

The following is my 8th poem for  National Poetry Month . The goal of a poem a day. This is a new experience for me.  I am enjoying the challenge and the creativity of using my mind in a new way.

Embrace the blessing

that can be found in everything

If I am willing to look for it

In the light

and that which is also hidden

Life can be a challenge

Embrace that which makes me stronger

Step through the fear

Fear of failure, fear of pain

Fear of losing, fear of judgement

Let fear motivate

Breaking through boundaries

Inspiring change

Be strong, curious and light

Be gentle and kind

Show compassion for self and others

For all that carries life

Everything is beautiful

Everything is connected

Share my energy and my love

Make a difference

The universe is listening

Am I?

 

 

 Rain falls softly on

bright blossoming spring flowers.

Sunshine, please come play.