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Gentleness (Original Poem)

Gentleness comes from a place we can’t see
Like a song on the winds, a bird perched upon a tree
The endless notes whispered in old melodies
Gripping our hearts in a whirlwind a sea

Diving down low to the deepest of spaces
Carrying scrolls of wisdom and faces
The gentleness resting upon ones own soul
Filled are our senses sparkling is our goal

The small and great diligence of the smallest of moles
Building his home of great wealth in the earth
Steady in his purpose for peace since his birth
We’re all here to bring some peace and some loving
Sweet happy sweet magic sweet gentleness growing.

Copyright Kachina Woolger 2015

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Elusive silver fox 

once again you knock 

Upon my door so urgently 

Come quickly now you w got to see all this silver air out there 

Wide eyed wide mouthed 

I do so stare 

The quickly after silver fox 

I delve into the night it locks 

Me into its silvery dare 

A trail of silver lies on the ground

The only evidence to be found of my silvered friend

Will this trail ever end

Will the turns and twists and bends ever cease to make me gasp

Tripping on my words I laugh

Oh this elusive silverest fox

He certainly knew upon which door to knock 

Where do his journeys take him to 

What kind of magic is leading him through 

As steadily as the starlight shines I know his story continues to twine

Just over there in the shadows fair 

He slinks and slides in shadows lined 

With mysteries as ancient as night 

But when you try to turn on the light 

He disappears without a sight 

Ethereal spirit he’ll always be 

Yet when you stop the must and try

Out he’ll appear as quick as light

Just up ahead 

He weaves silver thread

Look carefully upon where you tread 

For in his wake lie stardust pools of silver grey and lighting tools 

Gather them gently father then well 

For only time and starlight will tell how this little gems shall blossom 

You’d think them gone like little possum 

Yet wait! When you do least expect 

Out comes light so bright it shines you must your 

open my little door always to tell me more

End of part one .

to be continued ….

Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger 2016 All rights Held

Sometimes we find friends in the whisperiest of places
With the kindest of eyes and the silliest of faces
Sometimes we share stories with the wittiest of lines
Or the funniest of jokes or happiest of graces

Sometimes we need help with life or to simply tie our laces
Sometimes we just wonder off without the simplest of traces
Sometimes we just stare into the millions of lights
Twinkling in the midnight spaces

Sometimes we just up and fly
Sometimes we just simply lie
Upon our dreams and ever gleams
Nothings ever as it seems

And in this enchanted forest place
I know my friends are here with grace
We gather round and hug so tightly
Then i’m hopping oh so spritely
Because you see…
Sometimes we find friends in the most whisperiest of places….
Who might need a little help… even just with their laces…..

Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger 2017. All rights held.

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“You see I feel those circled orbs nearby…
Gently waiting to catch the light… To run along a distant sunbeam.. To travel closely liken to a star dream…

In this dream I’m a shooting star… Streaming across the twinkled sky…
Racing towards a lake of blue…
azure and crystalled sparkling hues…
Down I zoom into this whirlpool of blues….
Reflected in the water light…
A lady of white burns so bright… My eyes enchanted as my heart to this sight….

I want to keep dreaming this speckled dream…
Where we are stars and lights and beams and orbs

Who hover wherever we choose… Dancing upon a sunlit beam to other worlds and ever realms… Faery doors for tiny selves

A tiny universe amongst the shelves
of the Library of ancient thought…
Perusing along this wisdom so… Another life is sewn and grows…. Sprinkle now your special dust… Just simply smile …. in magic TRUST. ” ☺️✨

Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger
2018 All rights held

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    Gliding Bark

    Gliding upside down
    peering past tiny toadstools

    and wettest moss

    buzzing life and humming frost ,

    can you feel the wonder bell ,

    does it whisper , does it tell and give away sweet stories so illuminating they most surely throw you head first into a whirlwind adventure ,

    leaps and bounds you funny creature .

    Off we go we’re upside down but it’s much more fun here I promise this round and round we go, you want with glow ?

    Ah yes I see, i most certainly know

    Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger 2020 words and poem #poetry #writing #toadstool #magical #faery #elves #whimsical #dancingwords

    I am, we are, stars

    I am grumpy and yet I feel accomplished ,
    I am tired and yet I feel fulfilled,
    I am sad tinged with a kind of nostalgia as I think of my Father who passed this time of year almost 9 years ago.

    I am alone and yet I feel surrounded by stars. I am sad some moments and yet my laugh has never reached so many places of my belly and being

    . I am tiny and yet I feel so large in this grand star being we call earth .
    I am simply here, watching , feeling and holding the barks of the trees who implore us to breathe deeply and wholly ,

    the thrumming of another world is calling and I am listening beyond the chaos to the depth of this ocean of ……..
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    Dedicated to this very special place in my heart… Cheddar Gorge:

    These ancient stones

    And silent thrones
    The grand spirits of this wisest gorge
    It’s time to shift to mould to forge
    The dreams and sounds from all around
    From the heavens to the mossiest  grounds
    The holy spirits in the air
    Some so sweet and some so fair
    Caught on a sun beam I feel them stare
    A piercing crystal from within
    They’re weaving out and weaving in
    Sprouting spirals with a grin
    A symphony within these walls
    Of stone they chorus and rise and fall
    Listen you can hear their call
    An orb so bright it gathers all .
    I’m happy to dive and rise and fall
    In these ancient lands
    With healing hands
    And silver strands.
    Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger. 2018 All rights held.
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    “In that auspicious time between Winter and Spring..
    A new word came of WinterSprings
    And how it tickles my silly soul
    For laughter is my ever goal
    Winter springs lightly
    That time between frost
    And new life is spritely
    The daffodils bursting glee to be free
    To show their spring time yellow shine
    And their ever bold glow
    Tiptoeing around corners
    You catch that winterspringly light!
    It sits upon your hand
    Your fingers with delight
    The clearest bluest and whitest sky
    Snow just might fall
    or the Sun just might lie
    Upon the blades of greenest grass
    Brooks and glades
    We merrily pass
    Just a pixie lass
    and a faery girl
    Caught up in a giggly whirl
    Skip we do
    Through and through
    These golden times
    Of true true you.”
    Copyright Photo/Poem Kachina Aimee Woolger 2018. All rights held.
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    As you can see those snow drops they tinkle
    And with their soft smiles they sprinkle and clinkle
    A soft melody of oh purest white
    A faeries dear joy of upmost delight
    Kissed by the wind so lightly they sing
    A brush of a robins breast
    The rush of her wing
    That tinkle you hear
    Oh so high and so clear
    It’s from the show drops they’re ever so near!
    When surrounded by tinkling sounds have no fear
    They’ll guide you to doorways that most suddenly appear
    Hop on through with your snow drop as luck
    Like an elegant faun or that mischievous puck
    This dream is for playing
    If that’s true I’m staying
    To the tune of this wondrous sway
    I do play
    With the tinkling snow drops
    Of the ever pure ways.”
    Copyright Image and Poem Kachina Aimee Woolger. 2018. All rights held.
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