cool runner

when night comes

you're letting go of your daytime mind

disruptions discussions

all settling like snowdrift

outside your inner room

feeling right inside yourself

breathing from your beginning

circling into a mandarin sun

vaguely in the shape of a heart

imagining

your mystical twin in his running gear

a mandarin wool sweater

sparkling with joy vitamins

and breathable ultra light pants

dark as midnight

and shoes with ambitious

white velocity stripes

eating the highway

at midnight

your mystical twin six feet tall

white smile on his dark night face

puffing his staccato breath on the earth

blowing it cooler

he's a cool runner

cool as cool can be

running across the globe

riding shortcuts

through the seven seas

cooling the meltdown

back to safety

sprinting or long distance

he can run

destiny down

you're speaking through a thread

in your minds and hearts

your soul night cord without words

he's your soul mate

cool runner

running to cool

but the warm heart beneath his sweater

is a mandarin juicy sun

at midnight

you're leading him

with the back of your daytime mind

down the water highways

he's running in the slipstream

running to cool

your connection

is a spirit cable

at the bottom of the ocean

keeping you together

he's a dream behind your day

your one mind brother

you feel the link subconsciously

submarine

cool runner

running to cool

puffing his balancing breath

across continents

speedy stripes whooshing by

on the waves

you're always keeping track of him

in the back of your daytime mind

but at midnight you're sustaining him

with the mandarin sun sweater

Vera Kelgart  (with smoky rutilated phantom Isis crystal)  2018

holding the gold leaf

on your bed

with your palms upwards

disarmed

your sleepy thoughts following

your median line up over your head

sketching a big imaginary heart

arcs high as rainbows

but rooted in the ground

you're floating

a soft vehicle into the misty

imagining

you in your delicate breezy garments

embracing authentic north

your mind a peaceful jewel

set in a cardigan open

fluffy and flapping

dusty grape violet

knit and purl patterned

purple wool flying

over thin linen layers

grey as the sky

you're drawing your body warmth closer

a heart-shaped leaf of light

muted gold with visible silver veins

nothing is written in stone

there's a plasticity to life

in your hand

you realize

you're holding the gold leaf

full of future

alive with initiative

you realize

you do not need to stand statue still

and so you walk out of the picture

initiating

Vera Kelgart  (with grounding Lemuria crystal) 2017

human spirit

late at night

relaxing completely

dropping your shoulders at last

turning inwards

you assemble your pieces

along your median line

feeling the shape of a heart

around you

emptying your mind's daytime cache

into the grey depths of night

imagining

your mystical twin

speaking to you outside language

her intense eyes locked in yours

dressed in a floaty chiffon kaftan

the palest vanilla yellow

of night fading fast

embellished with blue silk spirals

like whirlpools of water churning

down the front round the neckline

on the wide sleeves and the hem

just above her gold strap sandals

steeped in night

spinning blue silk spirals

she's standing looking into

earth's hidden water

the faraway reservoirs

like she's listening

to water underground

the world's invisible wells

just caring

awaring

the reservoirs renewing themselves

forever fresh and clean

so she's walking her caring route

in her floaty ice cream

glorious daybreak kaftan

listening to deep wells without a sound

caring for hidden sources

of drinking water

with her ear to the ground

her ear adorned with a crystal

drop pearl like clearest water

being still

just holding the idea in her mind

telepathing it to yours

she's water spirit

human spirit

multiplying wells

of drinking water

protected in earth's dark womb

just holding the idea in her mind

and in yours

walking the caring route

her sensibility

feeling water

like a human dowsing rod

her pale vanilla kaftan

moving with her breath

her eyes holding yours

just holding the idea in her mind

and in yours

the power of caring

cleansing the deep cools

ancient and fresh like morning

her sensibility

dressed in daylight

is yours

Vera Kelgart  (with cradle crystal)  2017

rain

going to your inner room

protecting it with a heart outline

of white light

lying down trying to relax

you discover a rock or a hard place

in your chest

surveying it carefully

without touching anything

your arms and legs prepared

for flight

breathing to relax

softening the surrounding muscles

trying to blur the edges

of the hard place

waiting

imagining

your mystical twin

goldilocks beautiful sixties like

in a thunder grey greatcoat

rather peaceful though military style

with blue jeans and scruffy boots

right over his heart in the woollen coat

instead of a golden button

is a crazily shining camomile diamond

flower brooch

his smile is moving sparkling

sun on water

you can feel his feelings

like rain softly falling

he's just like you

but eternally younger

he says I'm rain

falling on thirsty fields and forests

let your feelings shower

from a window in your heart

you can watch them while it rains

he says don't analyze so much

don't stay inside when it rains

let your feelings flower

just like you

but with this camomile diamond smile

quivering on water

your mystical twin

smiling like the sun

in his woollen greatcoat

he gives you a high five and is gone

there's a soft place in your chest

Vera Kelgart  (with window Lemuria crystal 'Harmony') 2017

The mystical twin

Now there's a small variation in the Artist's Tool Poems template. Instead of meeting self, the protagonist will sometimes meet a mystical twin. Who could be the self, but in a more developed state. The mystical twin is a role model, or simply a helper or creative midwife.
The concept of a mystical twin, a kind of soul mate in another dimension, is fascinating in itself.
Also, this writer's trick makes it easier for me to write about a variety of people - men for instance!