Poem 12 Day 12

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unfolding blankets of fog

Lift from the hearth of life-rising

along solar memory lines of ground

Reshaped, dissolved, and reshaped again

The ground remembers the sun’s affection

Warmth in every direction.

Peace is music and medicine

Peace is silence and softness

Peace yields gently into greater

surrender

Moves slower, receives more

Let us find our peace inside even while

The world is dizzying, relentless

Let us make our soft, unbroken home

inside our spirit cave

safe, secure, and untouched

In spirit’s own relentless ingenuity and adaptation and wildness

Let us rise and fall

Like fog, rolls and folds and layers. May we see new smooth ways to go,

May we dissolve into rainbowed sun glow

Poem 11 Day 11

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Receiving the gift

Of waking

Sun rising upon the day

The enchantments of nights still

Linger

The ornaments of dream

slowly fade

My warmth grows from my core

with hope and adoration

But mostly gratitude

For so much suffering averted

For so much pain, already healed

My prayers are always answered

Not in my time, nor in

The specific request

But in the earnestness that flows my heart

and knows my hands

And lives in me

Giving me more insight and awareness day by day

Today, another chance to grow

in awareness,

Another day to see what is already here.

Grateful for this ordinary magic

Too easily missed

Too easily taken for granted

Today another day to mold, carve, and influence my world

With passion, with heart, and with grace

Poem 10 day 10

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apples are as delightful as

bananas but no more pleasant and surprisingly tart as

cranberries in salad or with oranges. Dragon fruit is good or

Dill pickles accent your sandwich for lunch but for dinner

Eggplant with ricotta and Mariana sauce

Fudge from the boardwalk completes your

satisfaction. Tomorrow we have

Gnocchi

Haricot verts and for dessert homemade

Ice cream

The days fly by with

Jicama chips

Kale chips

Lasagnas

Mandarins, Meringue, and Macaroons

If you are feeling flowers,

Nasturtium makes an orange delight satisfying eyes and stomach

Oatmeal, oatmilk, oatmeal cookies are all good in the morning

Plus plums, porridge, pineapples, papaya

Queijadinha (coconut and cheese tart)

Raspberries, Rhubarb

Strawberries

Too much! (toffee)

Ube is the best though coupled with

Vanilla

Waffles

Xoconostle

Yogurt

and

Zucchini bread

***Caught up on some extra sleep but still need more, last day of my 5 day clinic series where I am working on facial rejuvenation acupuncture with ancillaries. I’m exhausted though. I reached for “low hanging fruit” with this “poem.” May your senses be delighted nevertheless!

Poem 9 Day 9

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From her kitchen window

we watched the wind

Animate a wind sock

That told us when

It would rain

The kitchen door had a special

sound when it closed,

it sounded like a

bell, a jingle.

Because she cleverly

rigged it up.

Hot espresso on a cold winter

day, with honeyed spoons

spinning and twirling

My chair next to the radiator,

and the tomato sauce on my

plate ready for scooping

with warm bread.

Poem 8 Day 8

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verdancy,

fresh tendrils,

spiral spun.

jewel of the woods

flourishing’s begun.

The slow twist of the mist

from rainforest’s rug,

where vines like anchors

can swing and tug,

from delirious duff

to dizzy canopy

airy soars,

treetop balcony.

air so dense and

wafting streams,

leaf cutters crawling

among sunbeams.

nightime jaguar

onyx-blue flickering

stalking past trees,

she’s writing the

rainforest’s grimoire.

Poem 7 Day 7

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The morning

Is richer when

coffee is brewing

and the steam is

mixing with the

frosty windows

A little voice opens

the cash register “Ka-ching”

sells you a turtle from

your living room

and bonus surprise is

It’s a turtle baby inside

You give her cash but

she says her shop is free

and so you insist, I better pay

thee

How else is a shop gonna be?

The morning is yawning

with crusty eyes

that coffee doesn’t fix

tired sighs

but on a warm wash cloth

one relies

Good morning loves

the day’s a dove

cooing in the warmth,

apricity

winter lingers longer

making bird song

stronger,

Coffee. Water. Warmer,

Cinnamon for sure.

I’m hoping that the spacing turns out better than it did with my last post. I have written the poem in notepad and copy and pasted here. That changes the layout.

Poem 6 Day 6

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spirit diving deeper

into the ravine

a black opening

whence

this void holds the choice

in virgin dust it forms

for an emerging pregnancy

to incarnate

and send ripples

through the curves of space-time

tap tap on

the black top hat

the magician weighs

the rabbit beforehand,

make sure it fits

a universe inside it.

**

Moving through this challenge! Let see what tomorrow brings! It’s actually more fun to write poetry when all I have is a few moments. 🤪🎩🐇

Poem #5 Day 5

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unzip your star

and open up to your light

with the frequency of now,

step into photons anew

as you are able to.

Can you,

pause,

and put your hand to your wrist?

Feel around that palpable twist

to hear your inner drum,

rah-pum, rah-pum-pumm,

eclipse is not so far away

on Monday,

the solar star

is for a moment dark

to reset

your time frames

speak up from your heart-sonnet

listen from your inner ear planes

if you don’t know what to do,

a poem is always true.

Earth alive

worshiping jive

watch the birds

when the sun’s

obscured

listen to the sound of their

curiosity?

wtf happened to the

luminosity?!

Poem 4 day 4

On By Ka Malana - Fiestaestrellas.comIn Astrology, Creative Writing, Creatrix, Mercury, Something altogether different, Transformation23 Comments

What does it mean

to ask?

For more time,

more presence

being held when sad

Can you please

hold a space for me?

In your heart

while I am struggling?

Can you please

offer your support while

I am trying to make a living?

What about him and her

who have no home?

what about that life inside them?

Do you really believe they did

not try?

to ask, to find a way,

to be listened to?

They say a friend in need is

A friend indeed,

but I see a lot of

loneliness,

a lot are penniless.

Having no pennies is not as

bad as having no home,

no belonging dwelling

How do we ask for help,

when even if we get the courage

~which is hard enough~

no one hears

and no one sees?

They remain unstirred

while we beg on our knees

mental illness on the rise

the genetic framework is the disguise

our society needs

a community

our economy needs

more unity.

How can we become a better people?

How can we ask: Collective please 🙏🏼

Please bring us sanity, compassion, and humanity?

🙏🏼💛

Will you join to support me?

Poem #3 Day 3

On By Ka Malana - Fiestaestrellas.comIn Astrology, Creative Writing, Mercury, Something altogether different, Transformation18 Comments

You are born from,

And live in, abundance

Your heart’s beating

does not require

Your thoughts

Your happiness

Your emotions

You live with a ticking. A Regular gift.

That helps your lungs join with the wind

That helps your mouth merge with the plants,

receive water through your

cupped hands

Your body is alive

Without your mind to govern it

only brain 🧠 and

body as one harmony

in call and response

In ups and downs

walking left, right, left

talking , opening and closing

breathing in, and breathing out

jumping

What a gift it is

to seek out another day’s senses,

events, sunstreams, roses

coffeetalk

How will the sunset look tonight?

How will your belly feel from your

nourishment?

How warm is your blanket,

how cool is your sheet?

Drifting now,

Drifting deep, into the clouds

deep into the woods

what shapes do you seek?

what shadows on the wall?

Abundant, malleable, earthy life

Transform it with your thoughts

Transform it with your might

Open and close your hands

A baby learns to clap

One more step

One more lap

Old and new, and new again

Walk this road

go around this bend

You are born from oceans

resplendent with fish

and starlight-reflecting

whale’s song, whale’s wish

a ginormous beating heart

Abundant —

in the matrix,

from the start

Poem #2 Challenge Day 2

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My Body is a poem, a place, a magic

I want to be everywhere

but my space is mostly packed-in

here

San Diego’s blood vessels

San Diego’s bone

maintains my home

with lite neurochemistry

density does appear

sparks within me

ligaments and teeth anchor me

strapping together my earthen loam

calcium channels help me roam

with acetylcholine, fascia

Piezoelectric-nourished dome

my ocean-heart pumps life in aquamarine

I sailed here first with my mind, never seen

almost everywere I dream

becomes true

true-blue, with

Faith.

A magical carpet ride through the fabric

of space

and time

allowing for rhyme

allowing for choice,

This voice

and most of all, more dreams take place:

Here.

Now.

San Diego’s air.

Shutterstock first published in Patch, “San Diego is among Healthiest of Cities in U.S.”

Poetry challenge #1

On By Ka Malana - Fiestaestrellas.comIn Astrology, Creative Writing, Creatrix, Mercury15 Comments

I stretch my leg from left to right

Make sure each set of toes are in sight

I reach to the right. I reach to the left.

Past each shin, beyond its crest

I reach my hands out,

loosen grip, within without

Bring my hair down;

Nose to my knees,

falling gradually,

straightening my crown

Bowing down to the roots of trees

Next I try to occupy the space of a split

still out of reach, I admit

Getting closer to the floor

Trialing each maneuver with my core

Breathing through each pore…

This is my first poetry day 1, for 30 poems in 30 days: one poem per day. I used the prompt “out of reach.” Using prompts to write anything is new to me. I think I tried once with a short story. So I am literally stretching myself. So how perfect for this to be my first poem! I hope to make it back tomorrow, and the day after that, and after that….

Happy writing!

P.S. Happy Mercury Retrograde! 🌟⭐️🌟

Lost poem

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I wrote a dream on a page

a day ago

but lost its essence and lost its

glow

What I do know

is that it will come back in

Another form

waiting patiently to

be born.

Friends,

Challenges have always held a certain appeal for me. I like to choose them. Which ones and when. Ra Avis over at her poetess’ home blog: https://rarasaur.com sent a message to the Cheer Peppers on Facebook for a Poem a Day challenge through the month of April.

I’m going for it. Yesterday was my teaser day. My attempt. It was partially written, and then completely lost. I know that when I gently invite myself into the challenges of my choosing, especially alongside of others (because I can and have ‘gone it alone’ for probably an eternity.). It’s always better with friends!

💗🙏🏼

So fire up your poetry-makers! Open up the hatches. Get that kite out and read for the wind

Fly

🪁

Entirety

On By Ka Malana - Fiestaestrellas.comIn Abundant Earth, Aquarius, Astrology, Creative Writing, Creatrix, Mercury, Something altogether different, Transformation15 Comments

The entirety of who I Am

Is wrapped up and co-mingling

with

who

You Are

We are connected anciently, dynamically

Metaphysically

the oneness of us is a snug

sung hug

Like an iceberg, but warm

melted but firm

Like submerged and unformed

But solid and chosen

Joined and intentional

There is a peeking, glimmering opening

To US

I can see it in my mind’s eye, glinting

I can hear through whispers, shivering

Our nature is rupturing in unbroken rebreaking, thread-bearing openness

I can see the strings where we are joined

turn golden

as the sunlight rises upon our fractures

illuminating our contours

I can smooth your edges with you

As you smooth mine.

We can weave together in a new way

as we recognize our separation together with our wholeness intact and replete

overflowing into new dimensional awareness

We are never not.

We did not ever,

never exist

.

Taking a break in the midst

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Listen to the inside voice

It’s another day and another set of circumstances for all of us. Pre-Mercury retrograde shadow begins in just a few days and emotions are getting stirred up. The eclipses are coming up with lunar and then the solar eclipse on April 8. I know many people who are traveling for eclipse viewing.

The one back in May 2012, we saw it at Canyon De Chelly. I felt it so viscerally and watched the birds react. Seeing this solar eclipse in such an expansive setting, as I was migrating across the United States to my new home in California, was riveting.

I’m comfortable staying at home nowadays. I have seen/experienced enough excitement for a good while.

All of my senses are calling me inward even as Spring is Springing. I believe I am still wanting to rest in the middle of the seasons. I’m allowing the rest to fill me up and meanwhile, emotionally, I am hosing myself down and clearing out. Clearing is a rich practice.

I inadvertently did some Spring cleaning. I can’t wait to do more, but not after some more decent rest.

This Chameleon card I picked for today is just perfect as I focus deeper into my meditation and pivot where pivoting is needed. I’m using the “Irish jig” as my inspiration for the movements I will be doing in the coming month—keeping it light, keeping it bag-pipey and spirited!

That Pisces New Moon had me so deeply appreciative of my own awakening and inner resources. I was fully in my own circle of love. It was a real treat to behold. I’ve never quite experienced it in that way before, so I know I am deepening into new levels of “sinking in.”

What a gift it is to breathe, walk, talk, and take everything in with our senses. May you find your inner golden treasures past the leprechaun’s reach, and sometimes Because of the leprechaun. 🍀 Follow your rainbow 🌈 into what is unique just for you. Spend time making shapes of the clouds and telling a story about them. Fill your heart up with hope in all those dark spaces of raw wounds. Know that you are not alone. You are never alone! Snuggle in & fasten your seatbelt. The scenery grows richer as we traverse through Space on our gorgeous globe of Earth.