COSMIC STORMS – Promote Yourself

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Balance abounds this great Earth

she has risen forth and given birth

a New world,

new breath of life restored.

Resurrection as the Christed One

ascended now and forever held.

Member proud, and member known

we welcome you upon the throne.

Initiation comes as waves of grace

even in confusion’s wild embrace

forget not the keys

within your hand

no time beyond where you now stand.

Entered into chambers rare

remember knowledge bestowed to you there.

Infinite imploding shapes collide

find natural order where you abide.

Residing structures move this night,

revel in creations delight.

Give me remembrance of the form.

To execute a new world and how it is born.

There is a rhythm here I wish to heed

allow me to catch it in Godspeed.

Help beyond the human realm?

Alone now in an ashen hell?

Never wander into a false abyss

Poignant and insistent keep.

Listen for a cycle here,

rolling into futures near.

Be aware of nothingness,

be aware of flight

let Earth speak of her insight.

Transmission is possible.

We move across sands anew

holding time so still for you.

You wonder where your going,

you wonder what to do.

Just let go

we are here for you.

Watch every moment

Synchronicities create your time.

Filling space between,

heightened awareness, increases speed.

The flutter of a feather

the drip of dew

leaf, flutter to ground

or river running through.

You know its beat

you know its rhyme

and yet still get lost in time.

Veil is thinning as we speak

many more of you to meet.

Only moment ever mattered

is the one in which your in

initiation, obliteration

It is Time to Begin.

By Emily Andari

Listen to a Citizen! – Promote Yourself

 

Blah… Blah… Blah…

Hush and hold still!

You sent me through the mill

You made my head a landfill

You’re only casting a chill

That chains both my soul and will

 

You’ve made me constantly ill

You’re no longer a bitter pill

It seems you don’t know the drill

Leave the stage to those who fit the bill

As you’re already over the hill

 

© Chaouki M’kaddem

January 22nd, 2014

A Safe Place – Promote Yourself

Hello, poetree people,

This is a poem co-written by two people the other day. I, as a teacher, suggested the topic, a safe place. The student was willing to comply. So we each wrote something separately, the content unknown to each other.

We put the two papers on the table, picked out what we wanted to keep, and blended the two pages.

This is the result:

Come into my arms
You will not be harmed.
Behind the closed door,
a room full of familiar things–
tea and biscuits hot from the oven,
a checkered tablecloth,
dust bunnies and old slippers,
a day that goes on forever.
Come to this open space
where you can run if you need to,
or stay if you want,
a place where you can see for miles
all the things that are created.
The softness in your eye
marks you more than race,
coming in from the snowy day,
tears running down your face,
and crying over Beethoven.
I have identified you–
someone so sensitive,
drunk on air;
even one glass of wine
would be an overdose.
Come into yourself,
where kindness rules,
and no one is to blame.
All’s forgiven, even those
who think they have defeated us.
This soft eye has seen,
when the fist hit the face,
the satisfied smile of the fighter,
the joy at causing pain–
one curled lip, a rotten tooth.
He cannot hide from the soft eye,
but this place disarms us all.
Welcome, welcome,
to this safe place.
by Julie and Marian