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
søndag den 29. september 2013
sarong of self
closing your eyes
you come close to yourself
just before sleep
folding your mind round your body
wavelike
yourself a sarong
ocean silk blue green
with pink blossom health
while your body is wrapped up
you're thinking
naming the oceans
Indian Ocean
Atlantic Ocean
Pacific Ocean
close to closing your eyes
you keep naming the oceans
are they one ocean only
or separate sea selves
is there one self in the world only
or are we all one
yourself a sarong
ocean silk blue green
with pink blossom health
Vera Kelgart (with etched Isis crystal) 2013
you come close to yourself
just before sleep
folding your mind round your body
wavelike
yourself a sarong
ocean silk blue green
with pink blossom health
while your body is wrapped up
you're thinking
naming the oceans
Indian Ocean
Atlantic Ocean
Pacific Ocean
close to closing your eyes
you keep naming the oceans
are they one ocean only
or separate sea selves
is there one self in the world only
or are we all one
yourself a sarong
ocean silk blue green
with pink blossom health
Vera Kelgart (with etched Isis crystal) 2013
torsdag den 1. august 2013
talking to the nations
they call it your nightdress
your sunshiny tunic
but you can easily face the day
with the sun in your midriff
the lemon grove of your mind
forgotten since childhood
now you remember
now you inhale the scent
the exuberance
you're humanity's daughter
in your sunshiny tunic
wild hair and green foliage
bare legs brown from the sensitive wind
in paradise
you're talking no nonsense
the extravagance
of beaming the sun from your midriff
the sheer yellow scent
of your mind's lemon grove
the citric feel
of remembrance
free
talking to the nations
dreaming and working
Vera Kelgart (with citrine channeling crystal) 2013
your sunshiny tunic
but you can easily face the day
with the sun in your midriff
the lemon grove of your mind
forgotten since childhood
now you remember
now you inhale the scent
the exuberance
you're humanity's daughter
in your sunshiny tunic
wild hair and green foliage
bare legs brown from the sensitive wind
in paradise
you're talking no nonsense
the extravagance
of beaming the sun from your midriff
the sheer yellow scent
of your mind's lemon grove
the citric feel
of remembrance
free
talking to the nations
dreaming and working
Vera Kelgart (with citrine channeling crystal) 2013
mandag den 15. juli 2013
beloved
someone special
to somebody
that's part of who you are
somebody is thinking and feeling
an aqua blue shirt on your body
somebody is sending you healing
the colour of your blue eyes
there's a light
in your eyes
the light of the young ones
though you're not so young
any more
somebody is thinking and feeling
a healing blue shirt on your body
faded denim
sea in summer
softest comfort
trusting heart
there's a light
in your eyes
the light of the young ones
though you're not so young
any more
beloved
you're someone special
to somebody
besides the rest of the treasure
you are
Vera Kelgart (with double terminated 'grey healer') 2013
to somebody
that's part of who you are
somebody is thinking and feeling
an aqua blue shirt on your body
somebody is sending you healing
the colour of your blue eyes
there's a light
in your eyes
the light of the young ones
though you're not so young
any more
somebody is thinking and feeling
a healing blue shirt on your body
faded denim
sea in summer
softest comfort
trusting heart
there's a light
in your eyes
the light of the young ones
though you're not so young
any more
beloved
you're someone special
to somebody
besides the rest of the treasure
you are
Vera Kelgart (with double terminated 'grey healer') 2013
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