Poem: Chickadee, Chickadee V

 

You can
come to eat,
though I sit here,
my beloved
chickadee,
chickadee

And it comes,
it´s so close
I could touch it.
I sit quietly,
enchanted
and in awe

“We trust
you, our fluffy girl,
our fluffy girl.”

 

– Deelia ©

Images: Deelia ©

Chickadee, Chickadee IV
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iv/

Chickadee, Chickadee III
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/08/14/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iii/

Chickadee, Chickadee II
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, Chickadee
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

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Poem: In the Beginning

 

We had
just
briefly
met
for
the first
time.
During my
energy
session
you
surprisingly
popped
into my
field
to
perform
a lovely
trick on
my spine.

I was amused,
so you have
a permission
from my soul,
otherwise
you wouldn´t
be able to do so.

From the
first
chakra
upwards
the
energy
streamed,
shivers
echoed
in my
whole
field,
so sweet
were the
currents.

He initiated
this, said
my guide.

**

He is
your
sacred
twin.

Yes,
it is
so.
I am your
twin.


– Deelia ©

 

Image: The Double Helix Nebula. Image Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech, Image produced by M. Morris (UCLA)/ Wikimedia Commons

Poem (poetic note): Traveling Beyond Time In a Double Dream

 

 

Suddenly
I catapult
to the
space
like
a rocket!
It is
exciting
yet not
scary
to travel
in the
speed
of light.
I feel
the fluttering
of air
on my skin,
the sensation
is huge,
and
then I´m
there,
but
where?

It´s night
yet there
are no
stars,
just
hollowness
in the
neutral,
transparent
airy dark,
a lightly lit
dimension
beyond
time
and space,
it seems.

I close
my eyes to
enjoy a dream,
suddenly feeling
being strongly
pulled
back
again.

On my
way
I quickly
pass
a time
where I
hear
an American
male
talking on
the radio.
It is that
old fashioned
sound
of the 40´s,

and soon
I´m back
on the ground
again.

Somebody
tries
to wake me
up
gently
waving
my ankles.
Not yet,
I say,
I want to
see
how
this dream
ends.

I wake up
and briefly
visit
a parallel
life,
I guess,
then find
myself
in my
present
bedroom
set.
I see
my suitcase
there on
the bed,
and a few
intriguing
things
concerning
a trip
that is
next.

I wake up
in the
ordinary
world,
feeling
impressed,
refreshed
and
renewed
like an early
bird.

Maybe what
I felt was
a dimensional
shift,
another gate
towards
sustainable
lightness.

– Deelia ©

Image: Supernova Flower by Deelia ©

Poem: Chickadee, Chickadee IV

 

– Is there any
food on
the table,
our girl,
our girl?

My chickadee
couple,
my chickadee
couple,
yes, there
is, your´re
so welcome.

– We are
delighted
and so
cute.

– Loving
fun
is what
we prefer.

And love, it
is a magical
field,

our lucky girl,
our lucky girl.

 

– Deelia ©

 

 

Chickadee, Chickadee III
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/08/14/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iii/

Chickadee, Chickadee II
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, Chickadee
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

 

Image: Deelia ©

Poem: Butterfly Paradise

 

two white

butterflies

dance together

across the

landscape,

their mutual

joy

and lightness

reflect

the inner

 

the chrysalis

phase

is gone,

did

I ever

think

otherwise

 

playfully

they

swirl

together

like

there

never

was

anything

dense.

 

– Deelia ©

 

 

Images

Two White Butterflies by Vincent van Gogh /wikiart.org

Cryptic Wood White Butterflies by Butterfly Conservation

Poem: Ceres

 

Open
  to
 receive
   the
    sweet
 and
   tender
treat.
     It asks you
  nothing,
it knows
no conditioning,

Cosmic
  nurturing
     just
        is,
 enjoy
   the
     relaxing,
  nirvanic
embracing.

 

 

– Deelia ©

Image: Wikimedia Commons / Plumeria ‘Lei Rainbow’ by Meneerke bloem