Sunday, November 29, 2015

Sipping from a Cosmic Cup

thirsty gazing towards the evening sky
wishing for a sip from the cosmic cup
too many questions a heart wonders why
thirsty gazing towards the evening sky
blush of color, shooting star passes by
from that special place, a song rises up
thirsty gazing towards the evening sky
wishing for a sip from the cosmic cup

~
star child wanders lost in the universe
waiting for her dragon to fly her home
singing  from her heart in poetic verse
star child wanders lost in the universe
celestial beings, souls softly converse
seeking light, under a heavenly dome
star child wanders lost in the universe
waiting for her dragon to fly her home


sharing with


form - Triolet 
picture courtesy of NASA

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Signals of Distress



Survival basic instincts of the human spirit to carry on
ultimately defeating the odds that try to tip the scales
running a race slow and steady we can persevere
vitality found within each beat of a willing heart
in quiet meditation we find our inner strength
visionaries pave the way for those who cannot see
allowing ourselves to dream of a better world
love and compassion hold the key to survival




posted for Poets United writing about survival

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Preparing the Way - Heart Center



7:00 pm  preparing to make room
spreading a woven blanket
from a clay pot gathering
sacred herbs
sage & sweet grass burn
from a scallop shell
placing hands over smoke
cleansing  impurities
that drag her down
inhale....exhale...
wafting smoke over
her body with a turkey
feather...

Crossed legged
 inhale...exhale...
  kind thoughts
   kind words
     kind heart
buffalo begins
to sing with each thump
she hears his breath...

thump
  thump
   thump

heya heya ho
heya heya ho

thump
   thump
     thump

we are the fire and the flame
we are the fire and the flame

heya heya ho
 heya heya ho

room fades away there are
no walls...the hawk overhead
calls her name...
she crosses realms feather light
no  longer tethered she is free
flying  over mountain ranges
searching the valley below

the drum still beats, but who is
playing... for  the doorway has
opened...

soaring...soaring...soaring...

the red tailed hawk overhead
swooping with each beat...
vowels roll from her tongue
a...e...i...o...u...

the beat grows stronger
yet she is floating, floating
transcending into the  upper
world...her mind slips
drifting in the light

fragrant smoke
inhale...
  exhale...

into the light a place
where there  is no time...
her body grows very still
she cannot move...
yet she is free of earthly
matter...
she feels him connected by
a different tone...he is
strong....she slips into
that sacred place...

heya heya ho...

ancient ones show the way
sense of peace,  she feels him
light being...two forces of energy
circulating....

below 4 pathways formed by
directional wind....garden
archway

inhale...exhale..
seeking a drink, from the fountain
of knowledge...growing roots
for a stronger tomorrow...

meeting in the heart center


sharing with Poets United 
honoring a vision
no picture today as I want
the words to speak alone...


author's note: to a friend
may we always hear that
drumbeat. Hope you are
well...


Thursday, November 19, 2015

Polaris Guides Us Home












our story written in the stars
verses appear from here to Mars
heaven shines with radiant light
heartfelt poetry in the night, true love is ours

finding our way Polaris guides
healing waters found in moon tides
crystalline children of the world
uplifting songs our wings unfurled, soaring hillsides

dropping our cloaks in dreamy skies
connecting energy we rise
crossing the bridge traveling home
lonely days we no longer roam, smiles replace cries


written for dVerse -writing Florette Poetry
I am not sure how I did but, I did try :)
picture credit - unknown 

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

River of my Soul

















Embarking on a soul journey
paddling my canoe down river
to a place I have seen before
carrying a bow and quivers
I have sojourned  these waters
in my endless dreams...

Tis here the honey colored moon
plants kisses on tall green pines
as the sun gently bids goodnight
searching for you, exploring signs
I have sojourned these waters
in my endless dreams...

Following a shooting star
light shining across a night sky
drifting into the depth of my soul

I have stood on mossy riverbanks
the water lilies and I have grieved
in patience and stillness waited
with each drumbeat, I believed
I have sojourned these waters
in my endless dreams...

Slicing through mighty rapids
riding currents, paddles ready
red tail hawk, flies overhead
calming my heart,  be steady
I have sojourned these waters
in my endless dreams...

Following a shooting star
light shining across a night sky
drifting into the depth of my soul

Brother bear dances for me
to the  shaman healing song
as I float with red salmon
mystic haze, trees march along
I have sojourned these waters
in my endless dreams...

leave your moccasins behind
come run barefoot with me
marking trails, leaving imprints
for seven generations to see
I have sojourned these waters
in my endless dream...

following a shooting star
light shining across a night sky
drifting into the depth of my soul
  


for Poets United writing River Poems
photo courtesy National Geographic.com