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I Make Waves Not Ripples


26 April 2019

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There is longing in those dark blue pools

When you look this way, the way you did

all those years ago

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The pebble of my leaving still leaves a 

faint ripple ring around your heart

I can feel it come for me

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I am the shore feeling the dark waters

of your heart tap, tap, against my edges

They are caught in the moss of me

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All that moist yearning feeding 

on the green verdancy of my becoming

I no longer swimming in you

~

Past the treading of water to catch

all my breath back to myself

You can not pull me under

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Buoyant, diving with the sharks

wrapped in jelly fish and barracuda

your pools are a puddle

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And I breathe under water now

I make waves not ripples

I am the emerald sea

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~  cc… jeanne adwani

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BRING YOUR SENSE OF WONDER


22 April 2019

Crystal Ball Nebula

Word pool prompt with Jill Badonsky

~bring your, four-side, constellation, hot, turning day, endless, navigate, pottery, arm, picture of, night, footprints, collection , fortune,, the sense of wonder, wardrobe,, strangers, love, change, house, bunny.

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Bring your sense of wonder 

with the turning day

Make the wardrobe for your body

A collection of endless magnificence

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Lay the soul of your footprints

across the night sky

Let the constellation of Love navigate

The endless fortune of change

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Make your house not be a four-sided container

Give it the vastness of a hot surging nebula

Whirling and seething 

In the Infinite arms of the unknown

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Bring your sense of wonder

across the night sky

whirling and seething

In the Infinite arms of the unknown.

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There is No Poem today


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14 April 2019.  napowrimo.

There is no poem today

Only questions for your

 answering

Only ponderings that 

 might tease at your edges

 remind you of what matters

 most

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A deeper invitation to collect your

 idle thoughts that need collecting

To sift out all the busy of

 that brain you overwork

 to settle into your best self

Your true self that hungers for

  peace and joy

To let you feel more than

 think 

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There is no poem today

Only these questions :

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What lights you up and gets you going?

What do you thirst for?

When did you last share yourself in love?

Are you enough as you are?

What brings you joy?

What do you keep hanging on to?

   Why?

How many times a day are you grateful?

Did you know that you can make a difference?

What is the one thing you can do to 

  make the Earth healthy?

How would you make better what you do?

Who do you think you are?

~

There is no poem today

Just these questions

just because

~

~ cc jeanne adwani

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TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER


Day 7, NaPoWriMo.net

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CELESTIAL PAINTING

TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER

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The whisper is louder

moving from dreamtime

moving from the way

twilight sleeps starts

the call in the waking

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Filling cells and senses

Live streaming through

veins and capillaries

Pumping the heart in a

yet unknown intention

~

Of blood red morphing

into colour and light

Full spectrum momentum

ready to pull the arrow head

to its intended mark

~

It takes paying attention

in this quiet space between

the worlds of remembrance

and the whisk away of

forget

~

Laying the images and story

on to the blank slate of consciousness

Letting this whisper state of being

graduate to that wider awareness

of waking up to that ‘Ah Ha’

~

Whatever guidance whispers

within twilight sleep’s call

into your dreaming ears

fills your breath with wisdom

calls your heart to ache with

the want of a new understanding

~

It is yours to remember

~~

…cc jeanne adwani

~~~

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Night laid herself down


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Night swallowed up all the shiny blue

It swallowed up the deep grey gloom   

It swallowed up difference and likenesses

It swallowed lit corners and ate

shadows.

~

Night swallowed up the tired and depleted

the lonely and forgotten

Night swallowed up all the joys

and gratitudes, the platitudes, and honors

tucking them in for a Sunny return

~

Night came to give rest to the light

To quiet the busy mind

To give replenishment for the long day

To lay down the dreams

of possibilities

of hope,

of making better.

~

Ending the worst for a new chance

Dreams of Love and beauty that will find light

in the new day.

Herald a new Alchemy for tomorrow.

~

And maybe

Night came to have no dreams at all

save for the tender dive

into the want of nothingness

to forget regrets and disappointments

to simply fall deep down the path

of sleep.

~

Night laid Herself down

 

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SPEAKING TRUTH OUT LOUD


 

adams mout hurrican

A stone settleS in my throat

from the long ago of

when children were seen

Not to be heard

Sitting around the Thanksgiving

table of abundance and belly full.

All the voices to be heard took

the air out of the room

We found our breath

in the light of the Kitchen away from

the weight of stories of futures

that had no relevance to our playground

of untapped dreams and magic.

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We were but the reflection

of Family’s prayers and hopes

in the right to story us as they deemed fit

into what they could never be only

in their hopes and dreams.

and how the should of us

got should on.

~

The stone became a river pebble

as years came in to self awakening,

in the wandering and the wondering

where truth could flow and be shared

and the myth of who should be what

and who should be where in the familial

continuum container.

It came slow to dissolve

into the intent of self-resolve.

The claiming proclamation of;

I am not that story you gave me

I am not that silenced voice of your making

I am a voice rising in my fullness.

I am All that I am and you can not should me.

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The stone is a clear crystal amplification

of  Sovereignty Out loud in the Queendom of self

The illuminated voice of chanting in union with Love

and the proclamation of fearless intent to Be heard

in the Complex ease and hard softness of claiming

all and every word that needs saying.

~

I amplify in the Stillness of All that I am

I am a crystal clear voice of paradox

I am Sacred in all my Creative forms

I am she Who Speaks her truth Out Loud.

 

 

~~~

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The Separation of Things… saving the world.


CROSSES TWIRLLED

 

Separation pulls apart our togetherness

Divides the tender Oneness of us

Makes cruel havoc of who is in the right

to wipe out who must be wrong

In that myopic celebration

All dressed in the fineness rightness

Strutting the lies of perception

~

Separation cheats us of unity

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How closed the mind becomes in

A one belief held tightly wrapped

In clear assured pronouncements

Hearing others without Listening.

Speaking the expletive of limited thinking

Chests puffed up with words full of spike and bitter

Making Wrong someone else’s right.

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Separation has no place for forgiveness

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And worse still is the Heart that forgot to feel

The heart that holds the quiet voice of tender

The quiet voice of love unconditional

The ever present willingness to forgive

To hear the call to compassion and togetherness

How we all beat together in the blood, bones and

Sinew of our likeness and our differences?

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Separation is the ego’s dive into self-righteousness

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Can we meet in the in-between of light and shadow

Recognize our self in the Other, to truly feel and see

How all of us are here, breathing, living,

Struggling, laughing, dying, mourning,

Being right, Being wrong, Being…

Celebrating the adjectives of life as we live it.

~

Separation is a destroyer of worlds

~

Can you dare to be wrong?

Can you give up your rightness to save the world?

 

~

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