you need to rest
in the light grey morning-night
snuggling in the dark folds
of the universe
caring for the passionate you
struggling to get up
and participate
but wait
just a little bit
listen to the blackbird
you are a flame tulip girl
you want your red tulip skirt
but wait
just a little bit
your red silk will be ready
when you're rested
caring for the passionate you
but wait
just a little bit
listen to the blackbird
Vera Kelgart (with tabular crystal) 2010
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 9. maj 2010
lørdag den 20. marts 2010
lilac
you've been crouching
all crumpled up
in a green leaf
with a fight going on around you
now you're speaking
you just can't stop
it's a desperate situation
but you don't do desperate
you just can't help unfurling
your frills of light
everybody's waiting for you
everybody's waiting for you
now you're speaking
in frills of white
the world isn't perfect
but you can't wait for perfect
everybody's waiting for you
everybody's waiting for you
so now you're speaking
your frills of lilac light
Vera Kelgart (with channeling 'dreamer') 2010
all crumpled up
in a green leaf
with a fight going on around you
now you're speaking
you just can't stop
it's a desperate situation
but you don't do desperate
you just can't help unfurling
your frills of light
everybody's waiting for you
everybody's waiting for you
now you're speaking
in frills of white
the world isn't perfect
but you can't wait for perfect
everybody's waiting for you
everybody's waiting for you
so now you're speaking
your frills of lilac light
Vera Kelgart (with channeling 'dreamer') 2010
lørdag den 20. februar 2010
time
snow is falling
but you are not
you're wading knee-deep through it
with loved ones by your side
winter
you laugh and meet it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
your spring was just young
your summer heated
your autumn stormy wet
winter
you celebrate it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
snow is falling
you're wading knee-deep through it
in your mind's eye
winter
nothing can beat it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
Vera Kelgart (with multi-terminated crystal) 2010
but you are not
you're wading knee-deep through it
with loved ones by your side
winter
you laugh and meet it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
your spring was just young
your summer heated
your autumn stormy wet
winter
you celebrate it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
snow is falling
you're wading knee-deep through it
in your mind's eye
winter
nothing can beat it
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
you'll still be wearing
your strong turquoise time
Vera Kelgart (with multi-terminated crystal) 2010
onsdag den 10. februar 2010
Background
Born in 1950, I was always a writer, though not a published one. In 1980, I decided to concentrate on writing poetry, but soon found myself on a veritable vision quest, searching for the true meaning of artistic expression. Years later, my interest in creative visualization and guided imagery sparked some useful ideas. By 1995, my new poetry was born. I named it Vitalpoesi ('life-enhancing poetry').
Around the same time, I discovered the magic of the mineral kingdom, greatly inspired by the books of crystal healer Katrina Raphaell. At first, all kinds of crystals and stones were catalysts for my poems. Later on, I chose clear, smoky and citrine quartz crystals as facilitating tools. They still are, as well as a beautiful and fascinating part of my daily life.
Today, my poems are images of 'energy clothes': human beings expressing their identities through colours of life and hope. This poetic form owes a lot to my interest in clothes and personal style.
Other sources of inspiration: Nature and the rhythm of the seasons. Working in a public library, meeting children from immigrant and refugee families; their resilience. Ideas of the millennium and the return of the Divine Feminine, as found in new theosophical spirituality.
I started publishing my poems on the Internet in 2001; however, only since December 2008 on Blogger and with an archive.
My voyage into English is a very recent project, as of January 2010.
Around the same time, I discovered the magic of the mineral kingdom, greatly inspired by the books of crystal healer Katrina Raphaell. At first, all kinds of crystals and stones were catalysts for my poems. Later on, I chose clear, smoky and citrine quartz crystals as facilitating tools. They still are, as well as a beautiful and fascinating part of my daily life.
Today, my poems are images of 'energy clothes': human beings expressing their identities through colours of life and hope. This poetic form owes a lot to my interest in clothes and personal style.
Other sources of inspiration: Nature and the rhythm of the seasons. Working in a public library, meeting children from immigrant and refugee families; their resilience. Ideas of the millennium and the return of the Divine Feminine, as found in new theosophical spirituality.
I started publishing my poems on the Internet in 2001; however, only since December 2008 on Blogger and with an archive.
My voyage into English is a very recent project, as of January 2010.
small gull
you come from chaos
with a memory of your grandma
holding a heart of gold
giving it to you
now it is sewn into
your brown down jacket
your dull protective colouring
against the cold
now you are here
you are growing
you're not exactly without fear
but inside brown
you are golden
the ice on the water
has cracked into a jigsaw
like puzzled thinking
a gull standing still
on a piece of ice
without sinking
now you are here
you are going
you don't know exactly where
but inside the down
your heart is soaring
can fly
can swim
can stand
Vera Kelgart (with tabular crystal) 2010
with a memory of your grandma
holding a heart of gold
giving it to you
now it is sewn into
your brown down jacket
your dull protective colouring
against the cold
now you are here
you are growing
you're not exactly without fear
but inside brown
you are golden
the ice on the water
has cracked into a jigsaw
like puzzled thinking
a gull standing still
on a piece of ice
without sinking
now you are here
you are going
you don't know exactly where
but inside the down
your heart is soaring
can fly
can swim
can stand
Vera Kelgart (with tabular crystal) 2010
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