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The Dare of The ONE HEART


NaPoWriMo.  14 April 2022.  ‘VI’. Day of the Lovers

The Dare of The ONE HEART.

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When the One Heart says Love is everything

In everyone, in the everywhere every moment

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When the One Heart speaks of Divine Source

God/Goddess, Mother/Father God, Spirit

Oneness, Light, Infinite Love, The Sacred

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When the One Heart holds Love in infinite abundance

You, me, beloveds, the hateful, the cruel, the tender,

the joyful, the rageful, the drunk, the wretched

the righteous, the kind ones, the innocent, the fearful

the ancient wise one, the devil, the magnificent

the derelict, the Earth, the Cosmos, the psychopath

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The One Heart is the container of us All in the All

in dissidence, in truth, in folly, in peace and war,

in madness, in loss and destruction, in serendipity,

our first breath to last.

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What is it to forgive that which is within you

and not of you?  You are that and none of it.

Can you forgive the unforgiveable?

I dare. you to make witness of that which you

abhor, breaks your heart, seizes the very goodness

from your soul and lays you empty to be filled again.

How will you be filled again?

What tender forgiveness will you give yourself?

Can you turn to Love NO Matter what?

How will you take love’s nourishment?

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EXPIRED


Day 11. NaPoWriMo. 11 April 2022

EXPIRED

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What has expired

dreams to be returned

to where renewal takes it to be reborn

End of life takes rest in the eternal fecundity

of creations rich soil made of earth and sky

water and breath

bird and worm

rock and shell

mind and heart

ashes to ashes

love into darkness and lightness

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What has expired

decays in the keeping

shadows the belly of truth

Keeps the heart on hold

Clouds the mindscapes

Whispers, please surrender me

Give me back to the elements

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What has expired

asks to be let go of

emptied by its uselessness

void of what gave it purpose

tired of clinging to nothing

laid on the altar to be received

waiting to be chosen

waiting to be released

waiting to return to nothingness

to gather again in the everything

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STELLA AND THE MILKY WAYS


She had a hand holding the end of the Milky Way

Truly a star studded spectacular in the all around

A spiral optic display worthy of her celestial skills

Her other hand wide high-fiving the passer by

Nebula, Comets, asteroids, meteors, a flailing starship

Pushing away galactic dissidence further out to infinity

The lost odd soul needing a little extra attention

And a place to find closure with a little wink and nod

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Stella had it to give being the kite tall of a galaxy

Swishing in the dark sparkly seeming void of the Infinite

Prepping for a let go and a lift off, hobo jump to the next

Galactic Temple needing her angelic bright light wisdom

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The Fling comes fast when it’s time for the let go

Whiplashed sparkle bundle of Stellar lightness of beingness

Whisked out into the Cosmos full of giggles and ancientness

She was all kinds of ‘nesses’ and felt that pride swell

In the deep float further into the vastness calling her

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Home again to the next little gravity pull that landed her

Another Milky Way of hard and tender that needed

Her kind of Luminescence.  Her kind of praise the Goddess

And pass the Thank goodness for someone that reminds

Us who we really are in the scheme of the scheme of

who we really are.

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She has both hands up and pulls her wings in tight

Not everyone is ready for her kind of magic medicine

It takes love and patience to star seed the Infinite

She is timeless

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A WAY


Day 7. NaPoWriMo.           7 April 2022

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A WAY

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Comfort the worried heart

Ease the busy mind

Sooth the try too hard

Embrace your enoughness

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There is no rest to be had

 in this external paradigm

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Bare your feet to the damp earth

Take in the fragrance of Spring rain

Feel joy as it is teased by a wisp of wind

Hear the giggle of leaves caught on your breath

Listen to the ancient story held in a stone

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There is a call to what needs

you to remember yourself

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Lean into your hearts potent desires

Notice what enlivens your senses

Let remembrance sing and dance you

Be the treasure you have been searching for

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There you are full of self

I see you

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You are the Holy Grail

You are the Wisdom keeper

You are enough in the too much

Worthy beyond measure

Noble you

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empathy


Feeling how life cracks my heart wide open

How tenderness from others ripples through my body

How the sharing of a loss is a rapid dive into empathy

How the shedding of tears perceived, rivers down my face

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Taking it all in without making it all about me in the feelings

Empathy is like that in how it gathers from one heart to another

Holding sacred those moments of unexpected connection

Heart to heart weaving light between us in the allowance of

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Showing ourselves in all our vulnerability naked

With no explanation, no need to know the why

It has always been known from the rawness of life

Exposed, Witnessed, fully seen in silent understanding

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Forgotten


Forgotten

Forget-me-nots

No, of course it’s not so you didn’t mean it

Time got away, life has been busy, so much to do

Take care of in the house, work and your relationship

Winter was long and cold and this covid goes on forever

You thought of calling, dropping over, texting, nearly every day

No excuse for not checking in, “it’s on me, I’m bad, I’ll get better”

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The thing is, is being the last of ‘things to do’ things that need attention

Feels bad, hurtful, care-less in the name of friendship, in the name of family

Naming it all out loud feels needy, feels like being a victim of the wrong end of

Receiving love, of being thought of, of being left behind because so much is more

Important than this relationship that feels one-sided and will be gotten to later on

When everything else in life has been attended to and the space time continuum says yes

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And memory clicks in that you have forgotten to check in, give a call, tap a text, write a letter

It’s all good, they’re fine, you’d have heard through the vine of life otherwise, you’ll call tonight

Don’t call tonight, don’t make me the last thing on your list, don’t make anyone that you care for

The last thing on the list because family and friends are dear ones, beloveds, not to be forgotten

No shame.  No guilt in what has been forgotten can be remembered or let go of in choice

No wrong.  No bad in how life takes us and trips us around in the doing our best

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Being forgotten means it’s time to let go

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I Told You I’d Be Back


EARTH DAY. 21 APRIL 2021

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Winter gives his last snowy brilliance

Decorating the Spring green in soft white fluff

Flocking the land for a final ‘I told you I’d be back’

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Sun and blue fill the morning in golden radiance

Glittering the land in a last push of winter’s silver shiver

The melt is here ready to give moist to the cold land

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Spring’s lust will not be denied for her bounty to rise

She will seed it, birth it hard to give her green to the Sun

To color the earth with each step of Persephone

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Winter gives his last glorious hooray and goodbye

The season has declared herself in the days longer

The land softening, opening to the call. She’s back

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Circle and Line


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Circles and Lines, patterns of spirals

angles and curves what about it all matters

In circle we connect, we unite, we commune

In lines we declare focus matter of facts

Straight forward or backwards in maybe

we make what happens to happen like that

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The way of the line can feel lonely

Line can get things done, get on the track

Alone on the line manifesting this and that

Circle can jabber and keep circling back

Till brilliance is coherent and ready

Not the slim line to walk take the broad path

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Lines and circles can be distorted

Jagged sharp or wandering curves

Coherence needs unity in community

For the Line to make things happen to procure

Are you a line or circle, are you soft or a knife?

Will you join in the brainstorm or spare with life?

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Sooner or later maybe tomorrow next week

The circle will gather to meet in retreat

Call the line to get busy, to ready, get things done

One needs the other, the other needs one

No right or wrong be it circle or line

There is us in the We, we all need to get life as One

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Limerickies


Day 14… I think I’m a day bored writing a poem a day. So… Here are some really ridiculous Limericks. I Mean it. Corny, half baked, goddess know what.

Enjoy

The was this gal name Libby

She preferred living life in the City

Then one bright sunny day

She decided to the beach she’d go play

That Libby moved outta the City

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JoJo thought himself better than the rest

Especially at the board game of Chess

He Moved his castle to Check mate

Let his Queen take the King for her date

It all turned a wrong move made a mess

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That clever fox was some kind of wonder

Stalking Chickens and birds with a hunger

One day he was brave

Hid himself in the hay

The pitchfork came down in his blunder

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Pretty Milly was tired of dating

Her dates only wanted her for mating

Not that that was so bad

it could be fun, make her glad

Just that Milly wanted a permanent Lad
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Young Richard was full of mischief

His pleasure was to tease all the dipshits

He picked on the wrong one

Got his butt kicked before he could run

Now who was the really big dipshit?

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They’re Here


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Day 13   NaPoWriMo

Prompt … write a poem that is something I’d like to see in the news.. HA.

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Extra Extra, read all about it

ET’s have landed in Central Park and

London, Hampstead Heath NW3

An unprecedented moment in history

And Who of you has not been waiting?

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And you thought we are alone?  Ha

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Oh heck ya, and to be sure,

They have a message for all of us

They’re being a pretty shy up to now

Clearly calibrating themselves to our

Atmosphere which is pretty polluted

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And you believed the false authorities?

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No reason to be scared, they give no

Reason to be, so far they seem friendly

So be friendly back. be open minded

be generous of heart because they

have come a hell of a long way

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Be your own authority on this disclosure

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That’s my moto, give everyone a chance

No matter what alien life form they are

No matter what far off galaxy they come from

No matter what they look like hold on to kindness

Who travels light years from god knows where

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Earth is not the only inhabited planet

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So listen up humans and get a grip cause

There are some new peeps in town

They are going shift life as we know it

We need some shifting and disruption

We are not doing a great job taking care

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You heard it from me. The family has arrived

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