Lost in Consciousness

I hiked The Lost River trail. Just being among the huge rocks and water gave me a spiritual look at my walk on the Earth. 

The place where Earth and Water meet inspired this poem "Lost in Consciousness" 

ClickHereforTheLostRiverVideo to discover my inspiration and enjoy this mystical poem. 

Lost in Consciousness

I dance to the beat of the native drum. I hear water spirit driving a path through rock of a river lost somewhere in time. 

We all walk our path, experience to experience, and exchange information to assimilate it into knowledge that is added to the human collective. 

We learn and grow in our consciousness as knowledge becomes wisdom in the dance we share within our being of the life, to again move to a new place within the consciousness.

Coffee House

I wrote this on November 30th, 2010 at the end of nanowrimo. It's been awhile since I did nanowrimo, so this year I'm planning to do  nanowrimo in November.

November 30th, 2010 --  Coffee House

Warm coffee house 

Music on the radio

Cars and people 

Go to and fro 

On this cold morning 

Before the Winter's scene

Nanowrimo is past 

New projects

New adventures 

Wait to be revealed 

As the seed planted 

In cold ground 

Waits for Spring's rebirth

Cycles repeat 

Planting and harvesting 

Seeds of different types 

Up Fibonacci's spiral 

Creating and becoming 

Something new, 

Every day 

Every month 

Every year, 

And every millennium. 

The Wheel of Time spins 

on the space's canvas 

Going  to some place 

Some other time 

Where a writer sits 

In a warm Coffee House 

Listening to music 

Telling a new story, 

A new poem 

Of a moment in cycle 

In Fibonacci's spiral

Within all life. 

Song of the Poet

Song of the Poet

It's me Lord writing this poem.

You know who I am;

I know who you are.

We are one in body, mind, emotion.

We are vibration.

We are Love and Light.

We are Inspiration. 

We are Joy.

I have lived my life in frustration,

Looking for that one communication.

I play in this vibration,

So once again to be in that place.

To stand tall as the one spine,

The Tree of Life, I look to see 

The one truth of life is its vine

Within this being I only know that...

We are vibration.

We are Love and Light.

We are Inspiration. 

We are Joy.

A poem should be words

for a song not written.

A poem is a song not sung

but a life lived. 

We are vibration.

We are Love and Light.

We are Inspiration. 

We are Joy.

It's me Lord writing this poem.

I don't know how it will begin.

I don't know how it will end.

All I want is to inspire.

It's me Lord with frustration.

I look for communication,

to pray in Soul's vibration 

and be in that place again.

Standing tall as the spine

of the One True forever 

within this being

I am one in body, mind, soul.

We are vibration.

We are Love and Light.

We are Inspiration. 

We are Joy.

We are vibration.

We are Love and Light.

We are Inspiration. 

We are Joy.

Everyday with Poetry #1 -- Dead Air

Everyday with Poetry #1

Even though this was written last year, it still holds much significance today.

June 28, 2019 @ 10:27pm 80*F

My fan blade pushes dead air

Cross my room

To try to cool me off 

In a place with no air conditioning.

I watch a YouTube video 

on organization

So tired. 

Warm air pushes out of fan blades

Summer Night Life 

out  my window

I think, Sleep would be good.

Took a nap earlier 

In my air condictioned car

A spiritual book on Audible plays 

I sleep better in air conditioning

Now at 10:35 p.m.

Enter Ye the Land of Dreams

Enter Ye the Land of Dreams 

By Robert G Parent

To ride a rusty chevy, 

To cruise a classy caddy, 

Under the flag that waves, 

There's a life of success or failure.

It's not how you handle 

the successes in life. 

It's how you handle 

the defeats. 

Move through your life 

with purpose. 

Remember your Dreams, your desires, 

in the hard times. 

The goal by God 

planted in your heart 

water this seed 

and watch your crop grow.

Dreamcatchers

Dreamcatchers

Slices of a deeper web

A web that mirrors the internet 

Where knowledge is captured from a higher source

It's knowledge of who we really are

It is pure consciousness

Where we are mind and emotion 

Where a lake is just a collection of energy 

Waiting to be used and transformed 

Mixed with other energies 

Like trees, sky, and even ourselves 

In that other web it's easier to be 

Who we choose to be in the love of purpose. 

Honor the Moment

Honor the Moment by Robert G Parent 

In this time of stress and anxiety, we need to come back to our center, our place of stillness to connect to the energies of creation. We need to remember who we are and the wonderful creation our bodies are. One way to keep up your immune system is to de-stress. Meditate on this poem and stay creative in the magic of life. 

Check out my YouTube channel for more inspiration at http://www.Youtube.com/podcastbard 

 

From YouTube 

Everyday with Poetry #14

Honor the Moment

Tree by the Lake

Gives shade to me

A place for plants to climb

And a window to its scene 

Sunlight plays with the Lake

Jumping from wave to wave 

The mountains just lay in her reflection 

Birds sing in the distant woods 

The energy is good

All here honor this moment 

In our own little ways 

Small. Quite. Ancient. 

Our ancestors are smiling 

On this perfect moment 

In this special place 

Somewhere by the Massabesic Lake 

All healing continues 

For all who share 

Its energies. 

Miracle

Our lives and the world can change with one decision which starts a chain of decisions to create a cycle that can lead us where we did not want to go. 

The power of decision is the greatest gift the Creator gave to humanity because this makes it possible for us to become creators as well and learn the art of cause and effect in the magic we call life. 

We not only create songs, stories, poems, movies, but also create our lives. If we get to somewhere we do not like, we can make another decision and create a miracle to break that old cycle. 

Robert