chiffon of youth

where is your turquoise dress?

trying to remember the last time you wore it or even saw it

fastening the elusive fabric to your inner eye

the fabric your dreams were made of

halfway into sleep

scanning your life’s horizon

for the blue-green Morse code signal

going to your own place

your own beach where you used to wear it

the chiffon of youth

the sand of sleep is giving

there’s a bright distant sound

you’re sinking

imagining

a horizontal rainbow on the beach

you running along the sections of colour

and in the room of orange-red

is your turquoise chiffon of youth

to retrieve it you need to walk through

so you do

there’s a vibrant sound soaring

it’s turquoise in the sky above

the fiery red rowan

waking at 2 a.m.

you want to learn to play the saxophone

Vera Kelgart   (with timelink Isis crystal Sophia Sophia) 2021

inner classmates

a yoga girl at twelve

you’re sitting cross-legged on your bed

trying to visualize your classmates

locked out by the pandemic

forced to communicate

listening through phoney screens

you’re so missing their essence

just a hint of their real scent

they’re a wild flowers bouquet

you’re all wild

you’re one wild flower

standing on each other’s shoulders

desperate acrobats

and you miss each other’s subtle missives

boosting who you really are

a yoga girl at twelve

dreaming your inner classmates

aiming to give them self-esteem

adding the final touch

imagining

Layla golden dandelion

you’ll blow her stuffy glory

and find a fluffy angel’s story

Abdul sparkling blue periwinkle

you’ll paint his wizard’s cloak

with a whizzing starlight sprinkle

Serena sweetbriar shy

silk half hidden in the sand

you’ll show her the power of the rose pink sky

Mei-Mei purple common mallow

you’ll tell her to be visible

a flower tower to follow

Daniel scarlet pimpernel

you’ll tell him to save himself

for a grey rainy day

Holly green-flowered helleborine

you’ll tell her she’s fine

being just green

a yoga girl at twelve

colourbreathing

fast asleep to the music

of their fragrant chatty souls

Vera Kelgart  (with tantric twin crystal ‘Hope’)  2021

tree link

winter on your futon shuddering slightly

you’re pulling a striped green duvet

over yourself

hoping to melt the tension

in your mind and muscles

thinking of people and trees

trees and people

opening your hands palms up

as if hoping for a gift from the universe

how to build healthy homes

for people and trees

trees and people

trying to tune in to this vision

imagining

your mystical twin

slender Lin Lin

her black hair untamed

she says thought you never came to see me

her cardigan is made of sunlit windows

where green shades of leaves are moving

her lace skirt so sun-brilliant

it’s throwing citric yellow sparks

her clean sneakers

have grass growing out of soles

like she’s forever on a walk in the park

she says the best place for a healthy home

is near a vigorous tree

where the tree can feel your heartbeat

sometimes the tree will emit a stream

of loving green flowing

underneath your feet

but the tree has to be directly opposite

a portal that must be open

for the tree and the residents to benefit

you ask Lin Lin

are you an architect like me

no

but together we are a tree link

waking up smiling

you feel included in life

Vera Kelgart (with multi-terminated dolphin cathedral crystal) 2021

joy for people to wear

being a seamstress and designer

you're wondering about this

how to make joy

for people to wear as clothes

sprawling in your armchair

staring at your inner still life

trying to get in the zone

breathing to relax

letting go of matter-of-facts

sinking

into a snowdrift of dreams

imagining

your mystical twin

in a pearly pink parka

protected from the snow

smiling at you from inside

a big starry hood like a cowl

in delicate rose

like the sky at dawn

this special type of parka

is called a sleeping dolphin

shining figure-hugging

with a silver lining

and little starry points

far away in the cowl

you ask her how will I get

this pink of early morning

she says go to the forest

go to the thousands of trees

that’s where you’ll find their aura shining

in the forest

go deep into the forest

scoop the pink up in the grail of your hands

and bring it to the city

you say but the forest

is far away and it may not be deep

if it’s near the city where people live

she says then go to a tree

cup your hands like a grail and make a plea

for the shine of their rose pink aura

you wake up aching from sleeping in the chair

remembering the urgent feeling

go to the forest

go to a tree

get the pink of the dawn

scoop it up in your hands for free

but first you’ll try your hand

at sewing a prototype

a rose pink sleeping dolphin

with a silver lining

and a big starry hood like a cowl

Vera Kelgart  (with crystal ‘Snow Dolphin)  2020

Ariba

under your dreamy duvet

half awake

at the break of early grey pearly day

drawing the curtains over

your physical eyes

looking through your inner window

smiling your body mindful

looking forward

imagining

your mystical twin

a laughing girl on the threshold

with long black hair

dressed in pearly grey silk

like a sky with paling stars

pointillistic

Ariba your sister

she’s way too pale

too mystic

so light in your arms

so light in your sight

like fairy air

in a noisy hot city

on the other side of earth

but unearthly

you’re holding on to her

don’t disappear

Ariba

you can always feel her call

sensing what she needs

Ariba laughing

with braces on her white teeth

much too pearly pale

evaporating from your sight

wait you shout

wait Ariba

it’s vitamin deficiency

I’ll send you oranges

throwing the juicy colour

through the universe

juggling the bouncy fruit

metamorphosing

into a bodily puffy bolero

on her pearly

grey unearthly

silky soul

she’s laughing with her braces

holding hands across the world

you’re always sensing when she needs you

Ariba

always meeting on the threshold

Vera Kelgart  (with tangerine quartz crystal) 2020