walking on a winter's night
looking for the lights on the other side
in the dark you can see yourself
thin and young
a foreign elf
walking in your padded coat
bought in the supermarket
the coat is so shiny black
the quilt panels seem highlighted
black always in black
you hear people whisper
when will she go back
why can't she wear colours
but you need to feel safe
you're so vulnerable
floating like a fetus
in your warm and puffy coat
tightening the belt
your waist looks breakable
there's a frozen image
in your field of vision
to let go of it
you need to feel safe
walking on a winter's night
looking for the lights on the other side
black always in black
but this is what your black coat does for you
it's protecting your colours
Vera Kelgart (with Lemuria crystal) 2014
Welcome to my poetry site. I write about identity, colours, visualization, energy clothes, fantasy clothes, real clothes ... My poetry is made with inspiration from quartz crystals. My Artist's Tool Poems are stories about creativity and creative recovery. They tell about individuals meeting their inner creative identity, or mystical twin. I hope you'll get inspired ... (Photo: Dan-Tuyet Tham, 2008)
søndag den 21. december 2014
lørdag den 29. november 2014
weightless
your pale lavender nightdress
with a star print down front
the softest cotton jersey cooling
your arms legs the drape embracing
your body sighing fast asleep
before even knowing it
when the light is out
the star print will be one single twinkling
star above your heart
you'll be navigating by a real star
in the real sky
but first you'll bring a cup of water
to your bedside
because you'll be gone for hours
dreaming in colourful serials
laughing waking wanting a drink of water
or you'll be away empty mindful mindless
turning on your side reaching for the cup
without even knowing it
then sinking back into the lavender weightless
replenishing your strength
quietly breathing the twinkling
star into your chest
feeling warm and cool and comfortable
in the pale soft lavender sky
Vera Kelgart (with Isis crystal 'Lotus') 2014
with a star print down front
the softest cotton jersey cooling
your arms legs the drape embracing
your body sighing fast asleep
before even knowing it
when the light is out
the star print will be one single twinkling
star above your heart
you'll be navigating by a real star
in the real sky
but first you'll bring a cup of water
to your bedside
because you'll be gone for hours
dreaming in colourful serials
laughing waking wanting a drink of water
or you'll be away empty mindful mindless
turning on your side reaching for the cup
without even knowing it
then sinking back into the lavender weightless
replenishing your strength
quietly breathing the twinkling
star into your chest
feeling warm and cool and comfortable
in the pale soft lavender sky
Vera Kelgart (with Isis crystal 'Lotus') 2014
Labels:
Clothes imagery,
Lavender,
Poems 2010-2016
søndag den 9. november 2014
feathers
you only shrugged into this jacket
knit in ice-blue snow-white sacred
Arctic geometry attracted
by its diamantine quality
but the perfect fit made your world shift
you find yourself a spontaneous shamanic
seabird's counsellor
soothing stormy feathers
blowing cool air on an iceberg
warming eggs in the heart-shaped cavity
of your clairvoyant hands
stroking the eider's tousled feathers
caring for the kittiwake
restoring reassuring steering
heart to heart with the guillemot
playfully ruffling the puffin's feathers
resuscitating reuniting clearing
it's a shaman's jacket
a motherly shaman's jacket
you never knew you were
a motherly shaman till now
Vera Kelgart (with Lemuria crystal) 2014
knit in ice-blue snow-white sacred
Arctic geometry attracted
by its diamantine quality
but the perfect fit made your world shift
you find yourself a spontaneous shamanic
seabird's counsellor
soothing stormy feathers
blowing cool air on an iceberg
warming eggs in the heart-shaped cavity
of your clairvoyant hands
stroking the eider's tousled feathers
caring for the kittiwake
restoring reassuring steering
heart to heart with the guillemot
playfully ruffling the puffin's feathers
resuscitating reuniting clearing
it's a shaman's jacket
a motherly shaman's jacket
you never knew you were
a motherly shaman till now
Vera Kelgart (with Lemuria crystal) 2014
Labels:
Blue,
Clothes imagery,
Poems 2010-2016,
White
lørdag den 11. oktober 2014
relying
since you were young you've always had
a milky white Aran sweater
always inhaling the natural fragrance
of wool
your face pressed against your sweater sleeve
the taste of sea milk
the knit cables braided you together
with your early close-knit circle
of loving people
and now years later you're still
relying on the spirit of the sweater
anchoring you
in your new love circle
reaching out to the world
relying on you relying
on love and sea milk
the foam of life
you're an anchor relying
on your loved ones relying
on you relying
on this chunky fragrant pattern
of love
they'll never lose you
and you'll never lose your way
you're an anchor relying
on these special braided cables
of belonging
Vera Kelgart (with smoky elestial crystal) 2014
a milky white Aran sweater
always inhaling the natural fragrance
of wool
your face pressed against your sweater sleeve
the taste of sea milk
the knit cables braided you together
with your early close-knit circle
of loving people
and now years later you're still
relying on the spirit of the sweater
anchoring you
in your new love circle
reaching out to the world
relying on you relying
on love and sea milk
the foam of life
you're an anchor relying
on your loved ones relying
on you relying
on this chunky fragrant pattern
of love
they'll never lose you
and you'll never lose your way
you're an anchor relying
on these special braided cables
of belonging
Vera Kelgart (with smoky elestial crystal) 2014
torsdag den 2. oktober 2014
muscle memory
in lucid dreaming
you come walking
across the quiet floor of waves
in your floor long
turquoise sea gown
dolphins' thought patterns
translated into fat silk
rippling wavelike off one shoulder
you remember with your bare arms
dreaming dolphins deeper
in your muscle memory
remember freedom
in your lightly curled fists
looks like solitude but isn't
it's your turquoise generosity
Vera Kelgart (with record keeper Isis crystal) 2014
you come walking
across the quiet floor of waves
in your floor long
turquoise sea gown
dolphins' thought patterns
translated into fat silk
rippling wavelike off one shoulder
you remember with your bare arms
dreaming dolphins deeper
in your muscle memory
remember freedom
in your lightly curled fists
looks like solitude but isn't
it's your turquoise generosity
Vera Kelgart (with record keeper Isis crystal) 2014
Labels:
Clothes imagery,
Poems 2010-2016,
Turquoise
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