you feel so blue
so cold and sad among your classmates
though you're dressed like a summer girl
you love sun colours
behind your eyes
are faraway blue mountains
you don't know why
but let yourself fall
into a reverie
in the blue mountains
you're a flowery being
a trusting marigold
reaching out to cherish
like the many-armed ancient Egyptian
sun with small golden hands
gold bangles tinkling
yellow petal skirt billowing
you raise your sun face
to the smiling centre of life
coming back you realize
to reclaim your radiance
you should honour your inner habitat
by wearing blue jeans or a blue
hair bandeau in remembrance
Vera Kelgart (with smoky Isis crystal 'Zoë') 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 26. januar 2014
lørdag den 4. januar 2014
telepathic green blue jeans
sprinting through
the world's thought jungle
you're exchanging views
with a blackbird singing
a little black wing safe
inside your open mind
it's your world connection
your imagination
dancing long-legged
green-legged
on the water of collective
consciousness
you can see
the bird's eye view
sprinting across the water
on your sea legs
slim-fit
boot-cut
heart-wearing
you can hear the grass grow
listen
sings the blackbird
why do humans need so much
world space
when you've got
heart room
Vera Kelgart (with channeling crystal) 2013
the world's thought jungle
you're exchanging views
with a blackbird singing
a little black wing safe
inside your open mind
it's your world connection
your imagination
dancing long-legged
green-legged
on the water of collective
consciousness
you can see
the bird's eye view
sprinting across the water
on your sea legs
slim-fit
boot-cut
heart-wearing
you can hear the grass grow
listen
sings the blackbird
why do humans need so much
world space
when you've got
heart room
Vera Kelgart (with channeling crystal) 2013
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