Woodford Blessings

Woodford Blessings

Nestled between your arm and the arm of Pachamama.

Tickling breeze

passes through curly waves

of ocean and sand.

Creating music, poetry, dance together,

our dreams become reality.

Manifestation of the divine.

Life to live – – yours and mine – – intertwined.

Vintage as fine wine.

Synchrodestiny.

~April Rameé

Christmas Symphony

Christmas Symphony

 

 

 

Calls echo throughout the high tree tops.
Sitting at the core.

Encircle….surround sound.

The echos flash about.

Each call, song, communication abound.

Purpose true and sound.

Cacophony      :::::      Symphony

~April Rameé

crystal castle

View from Crystal Castle in Australia. Private day spent in beauty on Christmas. Inspiration for the poem.

Buddha Crystal Castle

Buddha Pond at Crystal Castle

War Woman

War Woman

While visiting the land of my ancestors in northern Georgia in late October, I learned about the Cherokee War Woman. The Cherokee is a matriarchal society were children took on the last name of the woman, the women were equal to men, owned all the possessions, and more. There is a certain type of Cherokee woman, the War Woman, who sits in tribal council, makes decisions on war, and also fights alongside her fellow warriors. This war woman is beyond inspiring and feels natural to me to understand her spirit. I also discovered a book that changed my life in the sweet mountains of Georgia, Warrior of the Light by Paulo Coelho. Around the fire during the full moon, lunar eclipse I wrote the following poem for all the warriors out there, men and woman, howled at the moon, and gave this poem to the fire.

 

Warrior, War Woman

Howl at the Moon.

Warrior of the light,

Us war women are.

Forgive and let go.

Let go of the past, present, and future.

How can we run with fierce perception and focus into the task, purpose

with pure love if the rock of time holds down the shoulders of strength?

Warrior, War Woman.

Shine your light bright.

Warrior of the light,

Us war women are.

Catch and carry the moon bow.

How else can we love with indifference, independence

love the highest within our brother and sisters

if the innocence, elusiveness of the moon is not harnessed into the weapon of the light,

by the warrior.

Warrior of the light.

~April Rameé

War Woman

War Woman

Pachamama

Pachamama

Naked nestled in your soft embrace

Transcending libido for the greenness of the soul

Each limb tickled by different lovers’ tongues

Concentric ripples, aroused nipples

Flowing as a river, wet, free, wild, yet contained

Carving own paths through less traveled mountains

Placing the heart out on the line

Giving fully to the divine

Many shy away in fear

Of a love so deep and deer

Similar to Adams needle

Pure, white blooms towards the earth

Lingam hidden within the pointed

Soft walls of the yoni

Yang and yin in quiet dance

Pure, sensual for the world to see

But only if you can gaze upwards

See the beauty of openness

through secret cascading veils.

~April Rameé

Con espiritu zen - cuadros

Con espiritu zen – cuadros

Return to Innocence

Return to Innocence

Return.

Revisit.

Re-align yourself with innocence.

 

Smile.

Laugh.

Rejoice that you are alive.

 

Love.

Care.

Give kindness to yourself and those around you.

 

Respect.

Rejuvenate.

Lend strength to new ideas that promote happiness.

 

Forgive.

Remove.

Relinquish hate in your heart for your enemies.

 

Clear.

Expand.

Open your mind to the simplicity of life.

 

Question.

Examine.

Discuss ways to create harmony with others.

 

Understand.

Accept.

Listen to others with an open mind and heart.

 

Re-align, Rejoice, give, lend, relinquish, open, discuss, listen, and

Return to innocence.