My Bookcase

Four hundred books thereabouts

cover the wall next to my desk

I never counted them before

or noticed their spread until

they arrived at the downsized home

in boxes that seemed to fill the room.

Three days it took to unpack them.

 

My beloved cats look down

from the top shelf immortalised in china

one with his real life tartan collar attached.

The Lladro witch fairy is poised with her wand

next to the Egyptian cat from Cairo.

Buddas gaze at their new surroundings

from hooded eyelids.

A giant brandy glass filled with crystals

reflects light across the room.

A singing bowl resides next to a catholic bell

nudging circular Buddhist chimes

A fancy box stores vanilla candles,

an aroma to attract angels

 

Grandmother’s clock stopped at two

resides at the same height as the mantelpiece

I remember as a child, chimes still in my mind.

Next to it Queen Elizabeth’s coronation mug.

A portrait of Babaji graces the shelf beneath

and fixes me with his enigmatic eyes.

Two abalone shells shine a reminder

of a Melbourne beach I combed.

And an incense burner that was my mothers

nudges the work of C G Jung.

My crystal ball supports a battered copy of The Secret Doctrine

A 1925 reprint of the 1888 original

Madam Blavatsky’s amazing book was my fathers.

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This offering is for Tony Maude’s prompt ‘lists’ at dVerse

and here’s a link to my response to Victoria’s list prompt

http://planetcyberluz.com/2013/07/26/lists/

 

 

Dolores Cannon, A Tribute

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Sad news to have lost this spiritual teacher

Author of mind blowing books offering us

insights into the origin of earth and its inhabitants

from subjects of reincarnation under hypnosis.

Souls returned to planet earth who lived with the Essenes,

knew the Christ and told the truth of his life and mission.

Sparks of God within us all should wonder at her achievement

and pass on the knowledge she brought us.

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http://omtimes.com/2014/10/dolores-cannon-spiritual-researcher/

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Posted for dVerse where Mary invites us to write about news.

I would like to spread the news of Dolores’ work which seeks to bring us nearer Earth ascension.

 

Creation of Blood and Bone

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Vision of Splendour

Balanced form of divine creation coming to fruition.

The mental body in Mercury creates the Etheric template

A framework to bind the molecules which will form the human body.

The Architect of the Universe designs His plans on the plane of archetypes

Archangel Michael and his Sons of the Gods penetrate the astral

ensouling the incarnate through the reflective light of the moon.

Gabriel and The Strong see consciousness projected into matter

entering the physical world with no memory of spiritual purpose.

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For Grace’s prompt at dVerse.  Please check out this stunning artwork by Brooke Shaden

http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/

Night Flight

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The white witch whistles by on her broomstick

a fragrance of flying ointment fills the air

and fuels her ascent to the world of coincidence

where anything ethereal is possible.

 

The moon shines brightly lighting the astral

where thought forms willow and wallow

in hazy half revealed wisps of wonder

wandering in and out of imagination.

 

Day as long as night at Autumn equinox

what might this reveal in Pandora’s box?

Secrets locked out of reach of matter

or a thanksgiving spell for the right of Mabon.

 

Chill fills the air as autumn approaches

ripe fruit on tree of life branches

whilst inner life lives deliver their secrets

to those with psychic second sight.

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For Tony Maude’s Nonsense Poems at dVerse

Image from fine art America

Owl, Pussycat and Piggy

Owl and Pussycat

Pussycat’s wet paws

reveal a leak on return

from land of Bong tree

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Owl hoots in panic

as water engulfs guitar

and honey jar.

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Pea green boat sinking

Owl and Pussycat swimming

towing the guitar

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Ahoy! Cries Piggy

from his fast catamaran

I brought you a line

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So glad of rescue

they scramble aboard to dine

on pilchards in wine.

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Apologies to Edward Lear and the traditional haiku

For Tony Maude’s prompt at dVerse to write a nonsense poem.

Bewitched by Da Da Land

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In quiet country

Through a winding way I went

and found a broken castle

with round turned turrets

the drawbridge dropped

bidding me enter Da Da land

 

I vaguely heard the music of a harp,

a maiden singing songs of strange passion

causing the curling of my toes

I sought out this princess’s voice

through a wide hall into a passage.

A metallic noise halted my mission

a knight in armour clattered

towards me with terrible intent.

After me with an axe he was bent.

 

I fled in terror but the drawbridge was drawing

my only escape into the mote below

deep through water and weed I went

until I spied a door in the bank

through here a stone staircase wound down

into the bowels of middle earth

where reptilians pored over parchments

of plans for a new world order.

Near me at the foot of the steps

I saw the escape chain

IN CASE OF EMERGENCY PULL

to finish the fantasy.

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Written for Victoria’s prompt at dVerse.

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Illustration ‘Fantasy Castle’ byezuke on Deviant Art