Far in the desert,
so it seems
there stands
the Pyramid of Dreams

The diva strides and flexes lightly
yet her footsteps resonate
and all who sense the ripples

stop

and turn around.

Silvia Hartmann writes: I have to come out of that mysterious Art Solutions closet and admit that for me, a poem is not a poem unless it was prepared and delivered by the energy mind.

This is a short essay on the nature of poems and poetry from the Energist's perspective.

If you could shift your point of view ... Oceans of Energy by Silvia Hartmann

"Tell me a story," she said ...

Go on with the day, go on with the night, enjoy the riches life has to offer ...

A true magic mirror - a gift in poetry.

One of the most important functions of poetry is to keep us reminded of the other realms, the higher realms, beyond the stress and chaos of the day. It's like going to church but you don't have to get dressed up and sit around uncomfortably for hours on end - with a simple poem, you can get there whenever you want, or need to ...

... be reminded ...

Dream on ...

Silvia Hartmann's poem "The Child" from Heart Healing.

Silvia Hartmann's sunrise "poem" Morning Light.

Fire bright, fire bright, what story do you sing tonight?

Tell me of an art spell 

a well of love

in ancient times,

it made a river ...

In 2007, an aspect of mine wrote a special HypnoDreams album - one that was not for other people, or for sale, but only for me. Based on the "voices in the night," it was absolutely designed to be a gift for a future self who might need to hear these words, to calm her and inspire her, help her through the night. And it has, on many, many occasions and remains one of my favourite "poem collections" to date ... Full texts of all the "poems" and the song on this poetry album.

An imagery poem, a metaphor poem, a metasong - City Lights.

A poem to help a loved one go to sleep, a poem for bedtime ...

Step down, chill out and enjoy ...

A poem about a magic carpet - a very special kind of magic carpet, to be sure ...

You will never know just what you find when you step outside your mind, for a moment and take flight to the wide and starry night, where some things may be revealed ...

A poem about a train wreck.

Way back in the day, 1996, when the Internet was young, I joined a poetry forum. With my welcome message from the moderator, I was directed to a list of words which one must never use in a poem.

Oh really ... ;->

Forbidden words in poetry ...?

A metaphor poem - metasong - about The DragonRiders:

When we ride the dragons, we are wide and free ...

This collection of poetry contains some of my personal favourite poems of all times - Steel Lord obviously, my ode to Lord Lucian; but there are also some other poems that I've always particularly loved, such as Mission, The Alien Hunter, and Unicorn Union which gives the collection its title.

One day I'll find an open mike poetry night somewhere and read Unicorn Union out aloud ...

Whilst transferring an old static website, this collection of poetry exercises called Sanctuary Poems dated March 2000 was found in a sub folder.

These poetry exercises use imagery of environments (Project Sanctuary habitats) to create a metasong flow. But apart from that, they're cool and even the html is a poetic blast from the past.

Enjoy The Sanctuary Poems.

I was just uploading a piece of art called Angel City when this poem came to me.

And in the middle of writing it, the postman knocked on the door and delivered a parcel with opalite angels  - wonderful timing :-)

The other day, this poem, The Oldest Castle, sprang to mind when I was trying to explain to someone why you mustn't give up too soon when you are dealing with memories and trying to remember a genesis event. After much searching, today I finally found it - dated 5.6.1994.

Here's The Oldest Castle ... a story poem, and a metaphor poem for so many things ...