Author: admin

our private pond

October 31, 2019
a poet's playground, meditation relaxation, reflective healing

you
are invited
to sit with we
by our private pond

a place
where
we gather as one

shedding sorrows
detaching from distress
undressing unwanted recollections
in an effort
to find calm

tears
may drench our cheeks
while we weep in unison

this a cleansing
of pent up pains
together
we leave them
to drift
to drift
to evaporate
no longer
claiming one as hostage

purging
all anger
removing
all your raw rage

clearing
your mind
breathing
in time
with a slowing heartbeat

easing
into
a relaxed mindful state

you are invited
into our tranquil space

the Divine Serpentine

October 28, 2019
a poet's notes

an exploration into “the Divine Serpentine”

What you see isn’t necessarily what you get. I received this beautiful painting and was immediately drawn into its energy. I had no idea as to why these elements came to Danielle, rather than question the artist, knowing she is the messenger, I sat and absorbed. After a day it was time to explore what she had found in her meditation around me.

The serpent
They represent rebirth, transformation, immortality and healing. This information new to me yet so very much a part of me, as I have always connected with the phoenix.
The serpent lives in the root Chakra, coiled with dormant energy waiting to move. When this kundalini energy moves it must pass through the heart chakra to survive.

Now study the colors around this serpent.
Flowers of red & orange hue. Red representing the Root Chakra full of deep passion and emotion. Orange flowers radiate positive energy and bring hope, inspiration and friendship.
The beautiful sea of green the 4th Chakra, the Heart full of healing energy. This serpent wears her heart as her crown.

In the sky two swallows fly, they the masters of movement. They represent the perfect flow of her chi force, the universal energy in everyone and everything. The blue bird of joy brings messages from the angels.

The sky is lit with a crescent moon painted as a cosmic cradle where dreams and inspiration thrive. The feathers above represent protection from the angels.

I am so very blessed to have this painting by Danielle Wright hanging by my desk inspiring me, and my poetic flows, daily with its wonderful energy.

To learn more about Danielle please visit her website.

https://daniellewright.com.au/

28 day New Moon Mantra

October 26, 2019
a poet's playground, meditation relaxation, reflective healing

i can see in the dark
you can not
i can see what lies ahead
you can not
take this bird’s advice
or not

beware

this new moon is electrically charged
trying to create havoc to your core
bursts of
anxiety, impatience, and impulsiveness
causing the crazies
will occur
if not prepared

reign in your restless and impulsive side
recognizing senseless stupidity
wants to take hold

focus
on intent
focus
on breath
breathe daily
into the mantra

breathe
into the mantra

i am rooted
i am conscious
i am empowered
i am my truth

listen

October 21, 2019
a poet's playground, evocative muse

listen
but do not follow

your path
is not the same as mine
though they intertwine
we may see
the same tree
yet view it
quite differently

the hues
attached to your mood
find solace in your soul

the afflictions
fastened to your heart
find comfort
in your song
sing the harmony
follow the melody
your inner voice radiates
reflecting your essence

new memories
will wash
the residue
of angst from the past

listen
not to me
to the universe
it speaks
in pure clean clarity
our paths intertwine
but yours
is not the same as mine

her own prison

October 16, 2019
a poet's playground, evocative muse

no one
held the key
no one
had locked the door

she felt helpless
powerless
vulnerable
bolted within
the walls

imaginary barriers
built over years

unable to undress
the obstacles
while feigning happiness
in a psychologist session

disgruntled content
unable to process
forward philosophy

her cage
a mind play
easier
to continue
than confront
simpler
to ignore
than know

the bars
of this prison
are breakable

i want to be heard

October 15, 2019
a poet's playground, reflective healing

i want to be heard
without interruption

do not
try
to stop my flow
i finally feel free
to let go
of all
the demons
that haunt my mind
of all the anxieties
that cause
sleepless nights
of all
the ties
that bind my being

i no longer want
to feel lost
i no longer want
to camouflage my feelings
i no longer want
to be afraid to speak

i want to let go
to be heard
to at last
find peace

in a place
that satisfies my soul

hunters’ moon

October 13, 2019
a poet's playground

markswomen
huntsmen
this the moon
of Orion

prepare
for
the warriors’ watch

prepare for
the bend
the arc
the curvature
of your bows
your quivers hold
an arsenal

track
this eve
under the hunters’ moon
with no game in sight
this night
prepare for your winter ahead

your target
courage
strength
endurance

focus on fortitude
realize
you rely on no one
yet ready
to support
the hunters lost and confused

markswomen
huntsmen
prepare for winter ahead
the hunters’ moon
shall cast a light
take aim
take claim
your resolve
is in sight

she spoke

October 12, 2019
a poet's playground, evocative muse

she spoke
in the answers
of questions
never asked

she spoke
with wisdom
she claimed
was not
her own

she spoke
of love
in letters
never opened

she spoke
with never
revealing

learning that
waiting
………… waiting
…………………….. waiting
is futile

she spoke
nothing is a given
actions speak louder

learning that
waiting
………… waiting
…………………….. waiting
is futile

she spoke
with the realization
that conviction
is not necessarily truth

who listened

loving Monday

October 7, 2019
a poet's playground, evocative muse

you could not wait
for Monday to end

i just started the day
with a vision
of bliss

you could not wait
for Monday to end

i had plans
i had a list
to keep me on task
i had direction
for fulfillment

yet
you could not wait
for Monday to end

if you
constantly search
for something
that isn’t there
it hasn’t been lost
therefore can’t be found
why do you act surprised

if you hide
your head
in the sand
you’ll end up uncomfortable

don’t rely
on me
to help you answer
your queries
when you haven’t formed
them yet

wishing away time
won’t bring you closer
to accomplishment

i love my Mondays
and the following days too

yet you
could not wait
for Monday to end

this woman

October 4, 2019
a poet's playground, evocative muse

she
lost in thought

her goal
merely
a daydream away
remaining true
to her vision
future focusing

while
trivial frustrations
slip through fingertips

no longer grasping at straws
solutions
spinning in her head
waiting patiently
to reveal
the scheme

there is an order
in organization
she shall
slowly expose
the steps

in the rearranging
of her life

surprising
the few
who have taken a viewpoint
that she stares
days and days away

they
don’t see
they
don’t understand

planning and preparation
the groundwork
the foundation
of this woman