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I know I have this big creative bubble inside me just ready to pop. But I have a hard time expressing it so when I attempt to draw or paint I get very frustrated and just don't have any appreciation for what I've created. Which I know is my problem. It is what it is. I write some poems and some short stories, which I seem to have more self appreciation for so I'll start off posting some of what I've written. When it comes to poetry I'd really like to expand to different styles. Everything I've written so far is all rhyming in style and Hallmark would probably pay me big bucks. I should probably apply for work there lol. At any rate, it's all something I haven't done in a long time. I want to be creative, for myself and for our world. I want to give back something and this to me is a beginning to bring it out of me and develop a whole spectrum of creativity to share and develop in a new earth.

Love & peace friends :)

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Bunny Recall

When I was little
Was the hunt gave me thrills
For chocolate easter bunnies
And coloured eggs with frills

We’d slide out of bed
Look down on the ground
And trails of glosette raisins
Led to treasures abound

I look back and smile
Cuz our grandpa would tease us
That bunny left turds
Mary Joseph & Jesus

You’re not gunna eat that
Put that into your mouth
Ohhhh you won’t like it
You’ll see, I’ve no doubt

Here, let me test that
It’s for your safety you’ll see
And I’d hand him my raisins
His duty to watch over me

A wrinkle in his brow
A look of displeasure
He’d toss one in his mouth
And discover the treasure

Well that bunny’s not bad
I wouldn’t have thought so
Here give me another
You sure got lots though

I think they’re okay
Say give this a try
I think we’re alright now
We’re not gunna die

My security established
I’d sit there with him
And share all my treats
Just to see his big grin

I really don’t recall now
When the hunting stopped
That last venture out
When my bunny dream popped

One thing I can tell you
That I’ll never forget
Sittin’ on the knee of my grandpa
Our testing not done yet

January 2004

gr8 poem dana .. :) the last paragraph really reminded me of my grandpa ..
Yeah... sometimes you do, and the people who had so much influence in your life. I can hardly wait to see my grandparents, I feel them with me and their love so strongly, I just want to embrace them. My grampa was such a pal to me when I was a little girl. We did so many things together and it was such an easy, peaceful time. thx Mariell :) love to you

Mariell said:
Yes... these beautiful moments of childhood...and that kindness and warm of a granpa who was like best friend...
I also have them...And I feed from them and from all my free and picturesque childhood. These lines reminded me of those times, so much different from now, they are like a bulb of which I came to now. And this now is like a sea full of waves....and those times were like a happy spring that sometimes was resting in a peaceful pond.
I guess sometimes you just miss it?
lol thanks sweetie :)

Pleiadian Agenda said:
Brilliant and hilarious, Dana :)
thanks AK :) I'm glad for your happy memories

Abhimanyu Kashyap said:
gr8 poem dana .. :) the last paragraph really reminded me of my grandpa ..
Visualize

There’s a touch that flutters down on him
Maybe he senses it, maybe he’s aware of it
A tender stroke that follows him
The laying of a hand upon his shoulder
Lifting the weight of his pain and worries

There’s a smile that shines over him
Maybe he envisions it, maybe he sees it
A gift of light to bless him
The enveloping warmth upon his flesh
Giving him strength and easing his fears

There’s a kiss that softly lands on him
Maybe he imagines it, maybe he feels it
A moistness to cleanse him
The gentle caressing upon his lips
Washing away his doubts, giving him life


DSM March, 2001

Exit Stage

A body is graced
by the force of life,
a temporary case.
The order in which it
cultivates its energy
ultimately becomes chaos.
Seeking to release and expand,
the burden of gravity
weighs heavy.
Super consciousness compels,
Demands
the purpose, the truth, the universe.
Physically dissipate,
release,
expand.
Born again of light.
Pure
infinite energy
free of restriction.
That which is the space
between matter resonates,
conducts an essence of eternal
life.
Once thought, always being.
You'll have to zoom to see :)

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