I Am I am the call of the wild bird, the feel of the breeze on your skin, the color of loving laughter, the strength of your spirit within. I am the soil caressing your feet, the beckoning stars of the night, the taste of tears with tea, the sight of dawn’s first light. I am the sweet kiss of comfort, the smell of the flowers you grew, the essence of every vast atom, the answer you simply knew.
November,2001 May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
The Invitation Tammy’s in the Hen House,
her cherished `Taj Mahal`,
seeing Love through every window,
feeling Love in every wall.
Tammy`s Hen House is a wonder-
the finest in the land.
There`s no grander Hen House
built by the human hand!!
Her Hens are noble Ladies…
Cluck and peck, cluck and peck…
Tammy`s in their pecking order…
Cluck and peck, cluck and peck…
The Rooster watches warily
through the windows clear.
When Tammy’s in the Hen House
all the eggs just disappear!!
Mr. Rooster rules the Hen House
as he struts and crows a while,
guarding his fair Ladies,
Tammy says with wink and smile.
You’re invited to the Hen House,
Tammy’s cherished ‘Taj Mahal’,
to see Love through every window,
and feel Love in every wall.
April, 2012
Shelley Wilson May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
Gentle Breeze A cool, gentle breeze,
she moves through the shop’s open door-
flowers and plants stir from slumber
and garden fairies stretch their wings.
Harriet works her magic too
as trails of leaves lay
in scattered, windswept piles…
a testament to her care and art.
No wild tempest, our Harry is
a disciplined, refreshing force of Nature,
inspiring and transparent as air
breezing through the flower shop.
(Our Remembrance Day- my digital music composition)
Remembrance Day
Let us remember
all who’ve died in war,
anytime, anywhere…
all who’ve suffered in war,
anytime, anywhere…
We have forgotten something…
Let us remember
those who’ve paid ‘the price’,
that hell-forged coin
of victory and loss,
two-sided and yet still one…
We have forgotten something…
Let us remember
why we fought for rights,
why we fought for freedoms,
or why we fought for others’ glory,
for the glory of their wealth and power…
We have forgotten something…
Let us remember
why we fought for love or fear,
the sacrifice of those held dear,
how violent death meant ‘problem solved’,
and acceptance meant ‘uninvolved’…
We have forgotten something…
Let us remember
what we are forgetting still,
our primitive species of ‘fight and kill’
can evolve to see itself as one,
the Life of our life, though many, as one.
We choose to empower fear or love,
destroying ourselves or rising above
differences, finding values that unite,
enriching all with wise insight…
A world of love or world of fear…
a collective choice
empowered by your choice and mine…
harmonious unity or hostile division,
goodwill action or hateful derision
fuelling feuds that rage through time…
The history of our past is clear,
a shout, a scream, a silent tear…
What fate shall we now create
from our collective mental state?
Shall we repeat, repeat what came before,
dysfunctional patterns and beliefs, or,
open our hearts and minds to better ways
to lighten our lives and brighten our days?
Let us remember ever and always,
‘We are all one.’
Shelley Wilson
11/11/11
11 a.m. November 11, 2011 May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
Beware the Whirlpool in the Stream of Life! Watch as it swirls in contention and strife! Caught in the eddy, so many backward turn! To destruction they go as the waters churn!
Discordant Religions speak ‘love’ then ‘kill’, beliefs that do harm, claiming ‘God’s will’.
Wealth of deadly weapons, untold powers of so few… mass murders justified, World crises ‘on cue’…
Paranoia, lies, and Techno-spying proliferates Global insanity. Only LOVE will say, “ENOUGH!!! What is THIS? Humanity!”
“Rise from your slavery to a deity with such needs, and all that which empowers Fear for gains and for greed.”
“Let go of Yesterday’s gods of vengeance, violence, and hate. BE the Love that UPLIFTS! BE the Hope of your Fate.”
The Universe listens. The Heavens await. Make THAT shift to rebirth for a World we ALL co-create.
1980’s and October 17, 2011
Flowerpoet 
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