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To the blog posts I did not write

You were there lingering

At the forefront of my mind.

Complete with opening lines,

Title names

And formatting options.

 

But before I penned  a word

Made a few bullet points

Or powered up my computer

I shot you down!

 

Not because you were not good

Or worthy of composing

But the sudden pulse of life

Needed attending.

 

A home needed cleaning

Cloths and dishes needed washing

Diapers needed changing

Hugs needed giving

Lessons needed teaching

Hygiene needed applying

Food needed eating

 

Before I knew

You flew out the door

Blissfully flung

Into the mess hall

Of my conscious thoughts

Which linger in obscurity.

 

There you are still,

Hoping I may

Once again, stumble

Across the crumpled bit of nonexistent parchment

 

A reminder that,

It all does not need to be perfect.

 

So in my unreadable script

I put you down

Into my little pink notebook.

Unorganized thought.

Not resembling any structure.

Un-edited. Impulsive. Raw.

 

Where you are allowed to be

As you are.

Un-judged.

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This post is: the first day of it does not need to be perfect. A series of blog post I’m currently writing.

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Star Children in the Sands of Time

If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, then I’m from Saturn. Do you ever get this idea, that you are so strange that you may actually be alien? If you identify with what I’m on about here, then you may be a “Star Person” or what some like to call born a “Star Child”.
The term “Star Child” is a spiritual concept that the individual’s soul did not originate from earth, but rather from another planet or realm. Star Children are a gifted bunch of people often displaying talents associated with a sixth sense. They have been incarnated on earth for a purpose of shifting earth’s energy to a higher level and generally making this place a better homeland for us all.

There are three types of Star Children.

  • Indigo Children
  • Chrystal Children
  • Rainbow Children

These terms originated from the different colors of these incarnated E.T’s aura*¹.

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Star children in literature:

Whether you believe this eccentric theory or not, it defiantly makes for some creative plot lines in literature or writing. This is something author, Jo Robinson did with her Sci-Fi / Fantasy novel series “Shadow People – Book One” which she has now renamed “The Sands of Time”. The protagonist of her tale Natalie is a Star Person, who goes on an epic journey that leads her to re-discover her soul’s origin on another planet. Much of the book was plotted along the “Star Child” incarnation theory. Since Jo Robinson wrote this novel in the panster*² type fashion during the NaNoWriMo*³ challenge, I don’t know if this was intentional or not. Robinson has a wonderful talent for writing. The English language seems to flow effortlessly onto the page she writes. It’s a book I’d recommend to anyone fascinated by the “Star Child” idea.

Read the Amazon excerpt by clicking on the picture:

Sands of Time - JC Robinson


In the Sands of Time
You will find the Star Child line
Odd in its own rhyme.

When I read this week’s Ronovan Writes Haiku challenge words “Star” and “Child”, it dawned on me, that the term “Star Child” was familiar.
You can read the above Haiku poem as follows:

In the Sands of Time, you will find the Star Child line. You will find the Star Child line, odd in its own rhyme.

Side Notes:
Note *1: The energy field surrounding each person is called an aura and has its unique color, which can only be seen by gifted individuals or special cameras.
Note *2: “Panster” is the word referred to when a writer sets out writing a novel without doing much planning.
Note *3: “NaNoWriMo” stands for National Novel Writing Month, which takes place each November. The challenge is to write fifty thousand words in one month.

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Haiku Friday: challenge 81

An echoing trill

Her last breath, his manic thrill

And all remained still

Only the new moon

Silent witness, thought the loon

His joy much too soon

 

The source of pleasure

Through charm he’d add a treasure

New pain, no measure.

 

The mute eye watcher

Would become, Jolly Roger

A screaming stalker

Once upon a time

This tale told in sneezing rhyme

Happy end bring mine.

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This haiku versed poetry is brought to you in response to Ronovan’s Haiku challenge. This weeks challenge words are: Trill and Final. I’ve replaced the word “final” with the word “last”, since they have the same meaning.

An interesting phrase in the poem is “Jolly Roger“, which has the meaning: a pirate’s flag with a white skull and crossbones on a black background – hmm I did not know that, so I’d thought to share. It popped up as I was looking for rhymes.

I hope you enjoyed this weeks sneeze inspired poetry. Check out this link for more Haiku of the week. 

#Haiku Friday: Challenge 80

“Is it fear that has kept you away from the song in the wind and the waves”

(Jason Upton, Beautiful People)

There’s friendship waiting

Take my hand for a fresh start

Forgive and Forget

“One dimensional eyes, they never see the truth”

(Jason Upton, All things are possible)

In screams of dying

You live within the hurting

Working in own style.

“No mind can comprehend a love that has no end”

(Jason Upton, I will never leave you children)

 

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Written for Ron’s Haiku prompt challenge. Words: Style & Fresh

I was listening to the CD by Jason Upton titled “Beautiful people” – which is why you have all the quotes in here and the two Haiku were also inspired as such. The music has been a comfort to me. The above YouTube was the best audio I could find of one of the tracks. One should actually listen to it with eyes closed.

One last thought for the day:

Depression is a vampire of an animal leaching on to drain you of each drop of life left in your veins. As you struggle to free yourself you lose what precious energy left. It’s time to talk about it so it will not consume you whole and you find vitality return from the most unlikely sources – your friends and the collective.

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#WeeklySmile – sleep tight

You are never fully dressed without a smile! And guess what? It is contagious. So tread carefully, you may just catch a smile if you continue reading….

I really wanted to be part of Trent’s first #weeklysmile link up.  If there is one thing that can make me smile, even in my darkest day –  it is the little bright spark in my universe. I went digging through my old blog and found this poem to share with all of you, which I originally wrote in June of 2014. The poetry may not be the best, but the sentiment behind it still rings true.

Sleep tight

I wake, to watch you sleeping.

You are far away and dreaming…

Your small hands look for mine…

You wrap them around my finger…

 

You have your head on my chest.

Your ear close to my heart.

The beats lolling you on to dreamland.

I struggle not to shower you with kisses.

 

Little mouth, little nose and rosy cheeks.

Sleep now my little dreamer, sleep tight.

Tomorrow you awake to bring energy into my life.

For now you shine light into my heart.

Sweet dreams. And kisses I cannot resist to give.

I love you.

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#Haiku Challenge 78 – Vast & Clear

Walking in my sleep

In the middle of the night

By the rivers so deep

Passed this vast valley of fear

Seeking for something once clear

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Walking in the stream

In the middle of the night

Through desserts of truth

Looking for that only seen

By way of eyes of the blind

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Searching in this vast

River of dreams we’re drifting

To find the clear seas.

*****

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Written for Ronovan’s Haiku challenge. Words: Vast & Clear.

The last verse makes up the haiku, while the first two verses are in the Tanka form

For this challenge I looked for inspiration in music. Do you recognize the song?

Haiku Challenge 77 – Year & New

Teachings of old year

Bring thanksgiving to thy heart

For each new daybreak.

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Read this as:

Teachings of old year bring thanksgiving to thy heart. Bring thanksgiving to thy heart for each new daybreak.

Written for Ronovan’s Haiku challenge for the prompt words: Year & New. This week I went with the obvious thought of this time of the year. Thanks for stopping by.

Stay with me – #haiku / Freku Challenge 76

As night turns to day

Sing to my heart come what may

Forever you’ll stay

Think of me only, I say!

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In this dreary world

In chains our paths become swirled

Try to go alone

Dominance will make you moan!

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From me you’ll beg more

When your pride is on the floor.

Kicking and screaming in dread

In the silence of your shed

They don’t hear cries from your bed.

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Wrapped up in restrains

Does in mad passion remain

Means to end this spell?

♥♥♥

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Ron’s Freku written for his Haiku challenge. Prompt words: Sing & Day.

I set off to write a Haiku and it reminded me of the song by: Shakespears Sister – Stay.  I then turned the Haiku into the above Feku instead.

Does the song resonate with you? Your thoughts on the poem?